I enjoyed your piece about Indian pudding, and was struck with a bit of nostalgia. This was ain infrequent but still regular winter dessert at our home in Massachusetts (which also maintained the beans, frankfurters and brown bread tradition on Saturdays). Made by my grandmother or my father, it was always done the slow, overnight way. Later, working at Harvard University, I regularly enjoyed it at the faculty club with a nice scoop of vanilla ice cream. But a new chef did away with it, along with the horse steak. Can you imagine ?
I enjoyed your piece about Indian pudding, and was struck with a bit of nostalgia. This was ain infrequent but still regular winter dessert at our home in Massachusetts (which also maintained the beans, frankfurters and brown bread tradition on Saturdays). Made by my grandmother or my father, it was always done the slow, overnight way. Later, working at Harvard University, I regularly enjoyed it at the faculty club with a nice scoop of vanilla ice cream. But a new chef did away with it, along with the horse steak. Can you imagine ?
Thank you so much for sharing John! I think it's difficult to find it in restaurants nowadays, sadly. But we can always enjoy a homemade one!
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