No-Bake German Chocolate Pie

Step-by-Step Directions

 

 

Step 1 – Make the Chocolate Layer

In a large mixing bowl, whisk together the pudding mix and cold milk for about 2 minutes until thick.

Step 2 – Add the Whipped Topping

Gently fold in the whipped topping until smooth and creamy.

Step 3 – Fill the Crust

Spread the chocolate mixture evenly inside the crust.

Step 4 – Make the Coconut-Pecan Topping

In another bowl, stir together the coconut, pecans, condensed milk, butter, vanilla, and salt.

Step 5 – Assemble the Pie

Spread the topping evenly over the chocolate base.

Step 6 – Chill

Refrigerate at least 4 hours, or overnight for best results.

Step 7 – Garnish & Serve

Top with shaved chocolate or more pecans before serving.

 

 

Tips for Success

  • Toast coconut and pecans before mixing for richer flavor.

  • Use a warm knife to cut clean slices.

  • Cover with plastic wrap while chilling.

  • Let sit at room temperature for 5 minutes before slicing.

Variations

 

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