She laughed brightly, shaking her head, "Well if you're doing it right it ain't syrupy jello, it's a proper brown-sugar, brown-butter custard, but even then, that is a pecan custard pie, and not a pecan pie."

She sighed heavily, entirely melodramatic as she shook her head again, "It's like using a zester on a spaghetti squash and trying to pass it off as actual spaghetti, there is a special level of hell for people who do that kind of thing."

[ooc: that's the problem with this one, she does that to everyone, including me!]