Let's start by saying that Pecan Pie in a Jar is not meant to be eaten directly from the jar. One spoonful and I was sure this taste test was over before it began, but upon further review of the fine print, it turned out you actually need eggs to make it remotely edible.
Was it better than my grandpa's pie made with pecans from the tree in his own backyard in Pasadena, or the Armadillo Palace pie that's so good it merits its own wooden carrying case? As if.
The experience was much like eating lip-gloss or a scented candle. It smelled and looked just as good as the real thing, but the taste had an underlying artificial quality that could not be ignored.
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The filling was a little runny but otherwise standard; the pecans were a complete disaster. Fossilized and suspended in amber, they had lost the delicate texture of freshness and all taste had leached into the filling. Pecan Pie in a Jar isn't worth it. If you're going to shortcut it this Thanksgiving, you're better off in line at Goode Company.