Sweet Potato Buttermilk Pie

Imagine the deep, soul-warming flavor of sweet potato pie—but even richer, tangier, and silkier thanks to a secret ingredient: buttermilk. This Sweet Potato Buttermilk Pie is a Southern gem that marries the earthy sweetness of roasted sweet potatoes with the tender tang of buttermilk, all wrapped in a flaky crust and kissed with warm spices.

Unlike pumpkin pie, this version has a deeper, more complex flavor—less vegetal, more caramel-like—with a custard so smooth it melts on your tongue. And the best part? It’s easier than you think, with no boiled potatoes or fussy straining—just roast, blend, and bake.

Perfect for Thanksgiving, holiday gatherings, or a cozy Sunday dessert, this pie is the ultimate crowd-pleaser that tastes like home.

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