Oreo Peanut Butter Pies

Can we talk about those pregnant belly baby shower cakes?

I really — I really can’t deal with those cakes.  Who came up with the idea for them?

Pregnant woman: “I’m looking for a cake for my upcoming baby shower.  Can I place an order here?”
Bakery woman: “Sure.  Did you have any ideas in mind?  Maybe a simple sheet cake with “Congratulations” on it, perhaps with some pink and blue sprinkles or a teddy bear decal?”
Pregnant woman: “That sounds nice.  Don’t you think that sounds nice, honey?” *turns to look at husband, who happens to be Jeffrey Dahmer.
Jeffrey: “How about instead of a sheet cake, we make a mock torso of my pregnant wife and we can all cut into her belly and eat it like morbid savages?”
Pregnant woman: “Oh, honey, that’s a great idea!  Let’s put in raspberry filling so it looks more authentic!”

At least, that’s my imaginary scenario.

Are people who order those cakes sadists?  Cannibals?  I can’t really decide.

The idea of people crowding around a giant pregnant woman’s torso, lighting it on fire while singing, and then cutting into her hypothetical pregnant cake belly is just a little, I don’t know, batshit crazy.  I really don’t want to eat a cake that resembles a preggo woman’s belly because the risk of me enjoying a vanilla flavored belly cake is too high and I already have enough psychological problems.

And like, who decides who gets the boob of the cake?  Without realizing it you’ll probably end up giving the boob to your 5 year old son or your weird Uncle Larry who will be feasting on your hypothetical boob during the presents-opening part of the party.  Not okay, Uncle Larry.  But is it really Uncle Larry’s fault?  No, because Uncle Larry probably figured his sane niece would purchase a normal sheetcake like a normal person and not some mock human torso where we’d all be feasting on her abdomen while she opened gifts.

So can we all make a pact from this moment forward to NEVER encourage pregnant belly cakes ever, ever again?  They’re disturbing, and I don’t want to eat a woman’s cakey vanilla insides while surrounded by her family and friends and pastel stuffed animals.  Even the stuffed animals, with their beady, soulless eyes are looking at me and thinking, “man, that shit’s effed up” while I stuff my face with pregnant woman abdomen cake.

Anywho.  Something we all can agree on that won’t make us look like morbid cannibals: pie!  Everyone loves pie, and everyone loves Oreos, am I right?  Two very delicious things that are rarely combined — until now.  I found the idea for this pie on Jenny’s site and fell in love.  Who can resist a flaky, buttery pie crust stuffed with Oreos and creamy peanut butter?  Not I!  They’re not only scrumptious and highly indulgent, but adorable too — baby pies are just too stinkin’ cute.

So eat them, you freak!

How cute are these petite pies?!  And filled with one of the most DECADENT fillings you could imagine: Oreos and peanut butter!  These are definitely pies meant for serious Oreo cookie lovers.  Feel free to substitute any other flavor of Oreo (the new Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup Oreos would be PERFECT in this!) to switch up the flavors!

Have a fantastical day!

xo, Hayley