I’ll never forget the first time I brought this Southern showstopper to my culinary school potluck. As a Texas native who grew up around pecan groves, I thought I knew every pecan dessert under the sun—until my classmate Sarah unveiled her grandmother’s “pecan pie lasagna.” One bite of those creamy, nutty layers transported me straight to a Charleston porch swing. Today, I’m sharing my perfected version of that magical no-bake dessert that’ll make you the hero of any gathering, especially after one of our hearty meat-centric meals!