My dad died exactly two months, one week, and four days ago. He was the greatest dad ever! One of the most memorable food-related things I recall when I think of him is the great sugah pie quest.
According to my dad, my grandma made the most wonderful sugah pie in Crawford County. My dad was convinced that the only ingredient – aside from Grandma’s pie crust – was white sugar. And maybe a bit of milk.
Now just keep in mind that this was from a guy who (I don’t think) ever cooked anything. EVER!!! He made this proclamation about 20 years ago during the annual Old Home Days in Townville, PA. And in Townville……..there were cooks! I think of myself as somewhat of a country cooking connoisseur. And honestly, you could get THE BEST ox roast sandwich and cherry pie at the Townville Old Folk’s Day celebration!
I digress. I would bake anything for my dad. I love to bake, but my dad was the only person in the family who would eat any of my baking experiments without question. He trusted me to make him a sugah pie just like his mom’s.
Oh my. So I wrote to some of his former neighbors seeing if anyone had a recipe (or knew what the heck he was talking about). And I received a reply for a milk pie. Not it. I found recipes for brown sugar pie. Not it. But nothing for my dad’s sugah pie.
I’ve tried searching the internet, looking through all cookbooks….. Nothing. I’m wondering if my dad’s memory of his mom’s sugah pie fits into the same category as my own mom’s Red Roni someday will.
I hope that my dad has reunited with my grandma and is enjoying a huge piece of sugah pie.