I still remember the day when I gathered all four of my sons together in the kitchen and introduced them to fluffernutter sandwiches. I tried to impress upon them what an occasion it was; that they were joining an elite group of people who enjoyed such sandwiches. My husband, a Seattlite, looked at me as though I'd lost my mind. He obviously has not spent much time back East! What a treat to see it in pie form. Kristen, that reminds me of when my dad would sit us kids down and try to get us to have sardines with him. We would usually find some excuse to leave. He finally gave up on us and shared with the cat. The time he shared butter pecan ice cream with me was much more of a success, and I do remember how special I felt that he shared such a grown up treat with me. Thanks for sharing! ~ MaryJane

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