My mother (Toni) used to make this pie. Hers was wonderful. I remember the first time I made it, I cooked it too long and it came out hard as a rock. Pretty embarrassing – I was serving it to my first husbands Italian grandmother. The first hubby had quite a sense of humor; when I couldn’t cut the pie, he brought a hammer to the table and smacked the pie. Everyone thought that was funny…..except me…..Needless to say, I had to practice this one to get it right….it’s all in the timing. I’m married to a man now who doesn’t hammer my pies…..no matter what they taste like!