Birthday Pie

Here is the much anticipated Rhubarb Custard pie. When deer slayer (a.k.a. birthday boy) and I went to the Farm Market on Monday I picked up some rhubarb, along with my donuts of course...when he saw it he immediately started talking about rhubarb custard pie, how it was his favorite in all the world and he wanted it for his birthday. No pressure. I was pretty sure I had never made that before and me not being a very confidant pie baker started getting a little nervous. And then he said "Make the crust just like the one that we won the other night at the Gala"... right. That pie was baked by Aunt Velma, who's middle name is probably pie crust. You can do it he said. So I cut up my rhubarb and did what any good pie baker would do, I googled it. I found this. The description was amazing, all the raving, very inspiring. So I put it together and camped out by the oven till it was done. I accidently put another egg in, not sure how that happened and I didn't quite have four cups of rhubarb, but no matter, it worked anyway. I think I might even post this picture on their website. But the most important thing, birthday boy loved it and so did our guests. And no, I didn't make the crust, chickened out, I guess my middle name is pillsbury. Oh, and I can't forget a note about the china, it is Le Parc by Noritake, it is our wedding china. And since we just celebrated 18 years on Sunday, I thought it appropriate.