My First Buko Pie..I'll dare myself to eat the whole pie next time!

Sunday : Mother texted me that she has some buko from San Jose and asked if I was interested to turn them into pies. I said yes and went there late in the afternoon. But turned out they have to go somewhere so raincheck for the scooping out.
Monday: I planned on going back again but didn't make it to their place to pick it up.
Tuesday: My son caught a fever the night before so I had to cancel my baking plans. Too late, they already brought me the buko stuff so I had no choice but to really do it til midnight. I started before dinner and resumed after dinner until one A.M.

Here's what happened. I made my first buko pie, a dozen of mini-buko pies and a loaf of not-so-moist banana bread (I've done better ones before).

The filling. It was almost overflowing in my little sauce pan.

After two trials on going for the dough, I finally figured out that it need some egg yolk to make it stick together. My previous trial easily crumbled until this.

Still will not qualify as pastry chef but at least I can make what I want to eat.

And have my family taste and enjoy it too!

It was such a delight to see and eat these small thingies. Yum...

The buko pie turned out good, almost great to my hubby's taste. (It's been years since he last tasted one, hahaha!)