Fantastic Flan Pie

Last week of school. The energy in the house is electric — four children vibrating at the frequency of freedom, the countdown at zero, the backpacks about to be emptied and the lunches about to be unscheduled and the summer about to begin. Amber finished with straight A's. Tyler finished with A's and B's. Justin finished with B's. Josie finished with all A's and a note from her teacher that said, 'Josie is a delight,' which is teacher-speak for 'Josie never stops talking but we love her anyway.'

Josie gave her Class Ambassador speech at the assembly. I was there. Dave was there. The speech was three minutes long and covered the year's highlights and concluded with, 'Fifth grade was the hardest year because of the pandemic but the best year because we made it,' and the sentence — delivered at full Josie volume to a gymnasium of parents and students — was the most accurate summary of the year I have heard from anyone, including adults with advanced degrees and newspaper columns. Josie is eleven. Josie sees clearly. The seeing is her gift.

Memorial Day is next Monday. I will go to the cemeteries — Larry's and Darla's, the annual pilgrimage, the annual standing and speaking to headstones and believing, against reason, that the headstones hear. Three years since Larry. Nine years since Darla. The numbers get bigger. The stones get more weathered. The words I say get simpler, because the complicated words have been used up and the simple ones remain: I miss you. The kids are good. The chili has brown sugar.

I made a big batch of banana pudding — vanilla wafers, sliced bananas, homemade vanilla pudding, whipped cream on top. A summer dessert. An end-of-school dessert. The banana pudding sat in the refrigerator overnight and the wafers softened and the bananas sweetened and the whole thing became something more than its parts, and the becoming-more is the secret of banana pudding and also the secret of everything.

The banana pudding sat overnight and became more than itself, and that’s the lesson I keep learning in the kitchen and everywhere else — the best things need a little time to settle into what they’re meant to be. When I want that same quality of slow-reveal creaminess in something I can slice and serve at the table, this Fantastic Flan Pie is exactly where I turn. It has the same custard soul as the pudding, the same patience required, the same payoff when you finally set it in front of people who’ve earned something sweet — and this crew absolutely has.

Prep Time: 20 min | Cook Time: 50 min | Total Time: 1 hr 10 min + 3 hrs chilling | Servings: 8

Ingredients

1 unbaked 9-inch pie shell
1/2 cup granulated sugar (for caramel)
1 can (14 oz) sweetened condensed milk
1 can (12 oz) evaporated milk
3 large eggs
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1/4 teaspoon salt
Pinch of ground cinnamon, for topping

Instructions

Preheat oven. Heat oven to 350°F. Place the unbaked pie shell in a 9-inch pie plate and crimp the edges; set aside on a rimmed baking sheet.
Make the caramel. In a small, heavy saucepan over medium heat, cook the sugar without stirring until it melts and turns a deep amber color, 6–8 minutes. Watch carefully — it can go from golden to burnt quickly. Immediately pour the caramel into the bottom of the pie shell and tilt gently to coat. It will harden as it cools; that’s fine.
Make the custard. In a large bowl or blender, combine the sweetened condensed milk, evaporated milk, eggs, vanilla, and salt. Whisk or blend until completely smooth, about 1 minute. Pour the custard gently over the hardened caramel in the pie shell.
Bake. Carefully transfer the baking sheet with the pie to the oven. Bake for 45–50 minutes, until the custard is just set at the edges but still has a slight jiggle in the center when you nudge the pan. Do not overbake — the custard will firm as it cools.
Cool and chill. Remove from the oven and let cool completely at room temperature, about 1 hour. Then cover loosely and refrigerate for at least 3 hours, or overnight. The caramel will liquefy back into a golden sauce beneath the custard as it chills.
Serve. Run a thin knife around the edge of the pie. Slice into wedges and dust lightly with cinnamon before serving. Spoon any caramel sauce from the bottom of the dish over each slice.

Nutrition (per serving)

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