Yesterday, after being terribly, terribly adult, responsible and estimated-tax-paying, I thought it would be fun to treat myself to a favorite dinner from childhood. I didn't follow the recipe we used then (from Betty Crocker's New Boys and Girls Cookbook, c. 1965) -- though I could have! -- but turned instead to one from the nice people who ask things like 'Would you make 28 lemon meringue pies to find the best version? We did.' on the front of their cookbooks. Their recipes are almost always excellent, but this one wasn't. Drat. When you're going to reward yourself by making something on purpose that isn't all that good for you, it should taste a lot better than that. :)
{The original recipe, which you can find here, is from Cooking Light. I've been following the recipe mostly as written, except that I use Special K (because that's what I eat for breakfast) instead of corn flakes. I pour the cereal into a waxed bag -- another relic from my childhood! -- so it's easy to crush under a rolling pan or even with my hands. And I don't bother chopping the coconut, or adding the final spritz of cooking spray.}
