Traditional British puddings on Sundays

Rose65

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I love a proper Sunday roast and my favourite part is a proper home made pudding.
I bake every Saturday and it can be a crumble, apple pie, spotted Dick, steamed treacle sponge. A good satisfying pudding always to be eaten with hot custard.

Do you like pudding and do you make it at home?
 

I grew up in Canada with a Mum who was born in west London in 1905, who came to Canada in 1928 as a 23 year old woman. She spent about ten years here in Toronto, working as a cook, and eventual chief house keeper for Lady Eaton of the Eaton department store family. Mum knew how to make just about anything, and she kept her collection of cookery books until she died at age 90 in 1995. Her most used cook books were by a Canadian called Kate Aitken who had a national 15 minute radio show, every day at noon local time ( Canada has 5 time zones, by the way ). You mentioned spotted Dick, and I am sure that many Americans have no idea what that really is. Mum's Christmas pudding was made in November, put into a crock pot, wrapped with cloth and tied up with butcher's twine, and put on the top of the kitchen cupboards to season.

After the war ended in 1945, Mum got a part time job with the Canadian Federal Government, teaching British War Brides how to cook ( and cope ) with Canadian appliances and household equipment. Part of her courses dealt with understanding the different names for things here. She taught hundreds of newly married young women how to keep house, do the laundry, the ironing, and the shopping. Imagine coming to live in a small town in Alberta, with no one to help you understand the new culture you have landed in. Mum's courses were held in Toronto, while the War Brides were waiting for their military husbands who were still in Europe .

It took almost a year, from the end of the war in May of 1945, to get the half a million Canadians in Europe sorted out, and onto transport ships, headed to Halifax port, on our Atlantic coast, then on to trains back to their home towns, collecting their Brides ( and in some cases their children who had been born in the UK ). Mum did that course for about ten years, into the middle 1950's when the flow slowed down a lot. In the decade between 1946 and 1956, Canada absorbed over a million new people, not just from the UK, but from all the destroyed countries of Europe. JImB.
 
My ex M-I-L was a professional cook.. she worked full time as a cook right up until the year before she died suddenly of cancer... in her 60's...

She always made puddings. custard, with all the traditional puddings, apple crumble.. rhubarb crumble ( she grew the fruit in her garden)... trifle.. spotted dick.. treacle sponge, al sorts of suet puddings.. and flans....

She only ever ate them on Sundays...

I rarely ever make pudding.. I get the urge occasionally and whip up something with hot custard.. maybe a chocolate caramel shortcake.. or I'll make a meringue with fruit and jelly or cream.. but I don't buy anything in readiness to make pudding..if I get the urge to have one, I just make it from whatever ingredients I already have
 

I love a proper Sunday roast and my favourite part is a proper home made pudding.
I bake every Saturday and it can be a crumble, apple pie, spotted Dick, steamed treacle sponge. A good satisfying pudding always to be eaten with hot custard.

Do you like pudding and do you make it at home?

Drooling here. If you're ever looking for a lodger... :giggle:
 
My ex M-I-L was a professional cook.. she worked full time as a cook right up until the year before she died suddenly of cancer... in her 60's...

She always made puddings. custard, with all the traditional puddings, apple crumble.. rhubarb crumble ( she grew the fruit in her garden)... trifle.. spotted dick.. treacle sponge, al sorts of suet puddings.. and flans....

She only ever ate them on Sundays...

I rarely ever make pudding.. I get the urge occasionally and whip up something with hot custard.. maybe a chocolate caramel shortcake.. or I'll make a meringue with fruit and jelly or cream.. but I don't buy anything in readiness to make pudding..if I get the urge to have one, I just make it from whatever ingredients I already have
Me too, pudding only on Sunday to minimise guilt! Then I fast that night as I feel so full.
 
The only one I love is Gordon Ramsay’s Sticky Toffee Pudding and to have that I have to be near one of his restaurants. I’ve tried others but none are as good as his.

Steve Wynn’s mother’s read pudding is excellent. Again, I’m not in those restaurants.

Serving a pudding wasn’t considered special when I grew up or even now.

If you consider Trifle a pudding, I love a homemade one, though not by me.
 
I grew up in Canada with a Mum who was born in west London in 1905, who came to Canada in 1928 as a 23 year old woman. She spent about ten years here in Toronto, working as a cook, and eventual chief house keeper for Lady Eaton of the Eaton department store family. Mum knew how to make just about anything, and she kept her collection of cookery books until she died at age 90 in 1995. Her most used cook books were by a Canadian called Kate Aitken who had a national 15 minute radio show, every day at noon local time ( Canada has 5 time zones, by the way ). You mentioned spotted Dick, and I am sure that many Americans have no idea what that really is. Mum's Christmas pudding was made in November, put into a crock pot, wrapped with cloth and tied up with butcher's twine, and put on the top of the kitchen cupboards to season.

After the war ended in 1945, Mum got a part time job with the Canadian Federal Government, teaching British War Brides how to cook ( and cope ) with Canadian appliances and household equipment. Part of her courses dealt with understanding the different names for things here. She taught hundreds of newly married young women how to keep house, do the laundry, the ironing, and the shopping. Imagine coming to live in a small town in Alberta, with no one to help you understand the new culture you have landed in. Mum's courses were held in Toronto, while the War Brides were waiting for their military husbands who were still in Europe .

It took almost a year, from the end of the war in May of 1945, to get the half a million Canadians in Europe sorted out, and onto transport ships, headed to Halifax port, on our Atlantic coast, then on to trains back to their home towns, collecting their Brides ( and in some cases their children who had been born in the UK ). Mum did that course for about ten years, into the middle 1950's when the flow slowed down a lot. In the decade between 1946 and 1956, Canada absorbed over a million new people, not just from the UK, but from all the destroyed countries of Europe. JImB.
One of the very FIRST things that Mum taught the War Brides was...........How to cross the street in Canada, without being run over. They needed to learn to look THE OTHER WAY, before crossing the street here. The second lesson was called........This isn't the UK so get used to it . Some went back to the UK, about ten percent of them just couldn't get used to the new life here in Canada. Of course some of their Canadian military husbands had LIED about what their life was going to be like here. That wonderful ranch in Alberta, turned out to be a drafty wooden shack on 50 acres of stubble, 30 miles from the nearest town of any size with a well for water, and no one to ask for help. Sink or swim.

I was taken along by my Mum ( I was born in August of 1946 ) to be used as a real live baby, who needed to be bathed, have his diaper changed, and fed. I didn't get paid. Mum had a complete kitchen and mocked up house, inside a RCAF hangar in the west side of Toronto, where the program was run. Everything worked, like the electric, water pipes, gas service, toilet flushed and refrigerator also worked. NO "penny in the slot " in Canada. JimB.
 
The only one I love is Gordon Ramsay’s Sticky Toffee Pudding and to have that I have to be near one of his restaurants. I’ve tried others but none are as good as his.

Steve Wynn’s mother’s read pudding is excellent. Again, I’m not in those restaurants.

Serving a pudding wasn’t considered special when I grew up or even now.

If you consider Trifle a pudding, I love a homemade one, though not by me.
I hate trifle...it's supposed to be archetypically English... *ugh* I hate it...

I have never tried Gordon ramsey's food.. because I don't buy ready made puddings... but my husband worked with Gordon on the first few series of Hells Ktchen, and did taste his food.. and wasn't over keen
 


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