Now c’mon, I’m not actually posting something about death on the day before the day of LOVE. I’m here to tell you about another scrumptious, fatty dessert! I whipped this up for a little at-home Valentine’s Day feast (celebrated on the weekend, of course). It’s so decadent, chocolate-y rich and delicious. Your sweet tooth will not know what hit it. And although the name includes death, you probably won’t die from eating this. So everyone just calm down.
I mashed up recipes from three books: Hershey’s 1934 Cookbook (crust), Treasured Recipes of the Hershbergers (filling) and the Joy of Cooking (topping).
Recipe after the jump…