My coworker returned from lunch today with a whole Boston Cream Pie. I’m sure my eyes popped out of their sockets at the sight! Being my judgement of character has been proven (or at least semi-proven, OK, maybe just challenged??) wrong this past week, I didn’t want to assume that the cake was brought in with the intent to share. We all know what it means to ass-u-me… So I asked and this was the jest of the conversation –
Me: Is that for us??
Coworker: Do you really think I’d bring something in like this and not share it?
Me: Well, I don’t know. Evidentially I haven’t been a good judge of character lately. Not that I’m saying you’re like the others.. (Oh hell Allison, open mouth, insert size 10 shoe!!)
Coworker: Of course it’s to share. I just wanted to put a smile on your face. 🙂
All together now, AWWWWWWWWWWWW! 🙂
After we got the important stuff like sharing, out-of-the-way, my next question was, “why do they call it a Boston Cream Pie when it’s really a cake!?” I’m sure my coworker sometimes feels like he’s working with a child with all my silly questions. LOL!! He humored me however and googled it and this is what he found –
…in New England the colonists used to bake cakes in pie tins as most people only had pie pans not cake pans. The first reference to Boston Cream Pie was when a New York newspaper in 1855 ran a recipe for a ‘pudding pie cake’.
If you can believe everything you see online, Boston Cream Pie got its name by being a pudding pie cake baked in a pie tin! I’m satisfied with that answer. Anyone have a better one? Not that I need one. Just curious. 😉