Sunday 30th October 2011
Mum & my big sister, Claire, used to make cakes & cookies to sell at the farmer’s markets on Sundays. They would spend all day Friday & Saturday in a kitchen like a furnace, baking marble cake, rice crispy cakes, scones, lemon drizzle cake, coconut cake, cherry cake, carrot cake, ginger bread men, 4 different kinds of flapjacks, huge white & milk chocolate chip cookies & also bread pudding. It was their top seller & so they made tonnes of the stuff.
The story goes that whenever Claire arrived to set up the stall, she would get mobbed by regulars asking for bread pudding before she had even parked up.
After years of making umpteen batches of the pudding Mum couldn’t remember the recipe (Memory not what it used to be. 😉 ) So we decided to look up the recipe on the internet.
Once again I wanted to go ‘off piste’ & throw in some walnuts & sunflower seeds but Mum wasn’t having any of it.
“No Jonathan, it won’t be very nice with all that in it.” She told me.
Strictly old school.
Once cooked, I chopped the 15 inch slab into (thick) finger sized sliced & froze them for Zephyrus to take to school for morning break. I popped a slice into his snack box the next day only to see it return after school untouched.
“I didn’t have time ot eat it.” He told me.
He did, however, help Dad finish off a slice after dinner.
“What d’ya think Zeph?” I eagerly asked.
“Mmmm, that’s nice.” He replied.