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matriarch said:
Slight confusion there, Eff. I think you just described BREAD & BUTTER PUDDING which is incredibly heavenly as you say.

Bread pudding is completely different, and is baked in the form of a cake, and cut in slabs. My ex- was a competitive cyclist, and would take chunks of this wrapped in cling-film as his staple diet on long training rides.

Mat

I think we call the kind baked in the form of a cake 'steamed pudding' over here. I don't make my bread pudding in a mold or anything, it just goes into a regular casserole dish.
 
Maybe this is the recipe thread I'd been looking for just a few minutes ago. We must not let it die.

I've got to check out and make out some of these recipes.

I don't see how anyone can hate asparagus, but it takes all kinds.

One thing that I like, but nobody in my family likes except me and the cats, is chicken livers. I can't get them at a fried chicken place because they always overcook them. I like them sauteed or broiled just enough so that they're all pate-like inside.

I thought that if I ever got pregnant, I'd have a simon-pure excuse to eat chicken livers at least once a week. However, ironically enough, when I did become pregnant, I lost all interest in them.

After I had my son, I liked them again. However, since my family does not, I am reduced to sauteing the one that comes inside a chicken, and sharing it with the cats, who are circling me like sharks, if not actually up in my face trying to snatch it off my plate. And you know what pisses me off? Quite often I'll buy a chicken and find that I've been robbed: all the giblet sack will contain will be half a gizzard and a neck.
 
SlickTony said:
Maybe this is the recipe thread I'd been looking for just a few minutes ago. We must not let it die.

I've got to check out and make out some of these recipes.

I don't see how anyone can hate asparagus, but it takes all kinds.

One thing that I like, but nobody in my family likes except me and the cats, is chicken livers. I can't get them at a fried chicken place because they always overcook them. I like them sauteed or broiled just enough so that they're all pate-like inside.

I thought that if I ever got pregnant, I'd have a simon-pure excuse to eat chicken livers at least once a week. However, ironically enough, when I did become pregnant, I lost all interest in them.

After I had my son, I liked them again. However, since my family does not, I am reduced to sauteing the one that comes inside a chicken, and sharing it with the cats, who are circling me like sharks, if not actually up in my face trying to snatch it off my plate. And you know what pisses me off? Quite often I'll buy a chicken and find that I've been robbed: all the giblet sack will contain will be half a gizzard and a neck.
"paté-like?" Why not just go for paté? OK, I know. Outside France, they just don't do it as well. It's brill when a French Market comes to town, but that's far too rare! So-called French paté in supermarkets really isn't the same thing.

Eff
 
SlickTony said:
We must not let it die.



I don't see how anyone can hate asparagus, but it takes all kinds.

One thing that I like, but nobody in my family likes except me and the cats, is chicken livers.

Feel free to bump at your leisure.

Asparagus? AND chicken livers?!?! You're mad! Doesn't it tell you something that only the cats like them?

Here's my grandma's okra recipe for the non-slimiest okra on earth.

2 cans diced tomatoes, with juice.
1 cup frozen sliced okra.
1 tbsp (or so) olive oil or bacon grease.
lots of salt and pepper.

Cook for about an hour, till it's all stewed down. A bit thick, but NOT SLIMY. Good with rice, but I love it on mashed potatoes. With Tabasco. Mmmmm.
 
pppsssstttt.....OKRA....is WRONG!

you can dress it up any way you want but it still tastes like mucous.

but go ahead... eat all you want ...if it makes you smile, im happy.:p
 
Even when okra is slimy, it doesn't taste like mucus. And there are those cute little seeds that burst when you chew them. I'll have to try the okra recipe and see if it really does come out non-slimy. My husband likes okra, but only fried. He says his grandmother did it perfectly but I'm afraid to try it for fear I'll come up short.
 
fifty5 said:
I've no question that it's great, but it ain't Yorkshire Pudding as made in this bit of Yorkshire.

Quite apart from the ingredients (too much egg, the liquid should be half water, half milk - and the fat should ideally be lard or beef dripping), the temperature's too low - the fat should smoke!

I'm sure yours is great, just different.

Eff

*laugh* Oh, it's not Yorky Pud unless people have passionate and determined opinions about what "real" pud is. It's rather like spaghetti sauce. As with both, for those raised with it, there is really only one right answer to how to make it - "like my mother does!"
 
Shanglan, I believe you must post a link making people aware of the looming lard shortage. Not to cause a panic, but our friends across the pond need to know...
 
As long as there is a Hispanic community anywhere around, there will never be a lard shortage. I always see the stuff in the grocery; I was just never raised to do anything with it, and now all you hear/read is stories about how Bad it is for you.
 
You guys, my bf hates macaroni and cheese! I would've never hooked up with this man had I known. He hid it well for years but everything always comes out in the wash eventually in relationships.
:(

Here's the recipe I use for the macaroni that he claims sucks the big one. Others have hailed it as "orgasmic".

4 cups cooked elbow macaroni, drained
2 cups grated cheddar cheese
3 eggs, beaten
1/2 cup sour cream
4 tablespoons butter, cut into pieces
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup milk

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
Once you have the macaroni cooked and drained, place in a large bowl and while still hot and add the cheddar. In a separate bowl, combine the remaining ingredients and add to the macaroni mixture. Pour macaroni mixture into a casserole dish and bake for 30 to 45 minutes. Top with additional cheese if desired.
 
OhMissScarlett said:
How about my ass? That's lard, you got a link to that? :D

I gotta link to your ass, baby. (Smack!)

As far as your macaroni goes, that might be good. I'll have to try it. Eggs in macaroni sounds weird but the kind my mom taught me, with the cheese sauce, always disappoints. I'm up for something better.
 
BlackShanglan said:
*laugh* Oh, it's not Yorky Pud unless people have passionate and determined opinions about what "real" pud is. It's rather like spaghetti sauce. As with both, for those raised with it, there is really only one right answer to how to make it - "like my mother does!"
Or "Like I do!"

:D

Eff
 
smoochypig said:
ah, but cooking's no chore when it's appreciated.

That's so true. I could be so wooed by a man who cooked me anything at this point. I was saying the other day that by bf has only ever cooked for me once and he disagreed passionately. I couldn't believe it until he proclaimed, "I've never cooked for you, you don't know what you're talking about!"

Oh yeah, he did cook for me once, it was half cooked pork chops and creamed corn! :(

Now I can't even get him bring his dirty plate in from the living room and put it in the sink. I swear I'm gonna go on that show 'Date Plate' and let hot eligible bachelors cook for me.
 
OhMissScarlett said:


Now I can't even get him bring his dirty plate in from the living room and put it in the sink. I swear I'm gonna go on that show 'Date Plate' and let hot eligible bachelors cook for me.

A friend had a good strategy for this. She reasoned that she was doing her BF a favor by relocating his various scattered belongings - including his dirty dishes - to somewhere he could find them more easily. (Surely, she said with a winning smile, he didn't *mean* to leave his things around for her to pick up - so he just must need help finding them.) Her chosen drop-off point was the driver's seat of his car.
 
BlackShanglan said:
A friend had a good strategy for this. She reasoned that she was doing her BF a favor by relocating his various scattered belongings - including his dirty dishes - to somewhere he could find them more easily. (Surely, she said with a winning smile, he didn't *mean* to leave his things around for her to pick up - so he just must need help finding them.) Her chosen drop-off point was the driver's seat of his car.

LMAO! I think that's a great idea. My mom once stapled the cord of my stepfather's hairdryer to the bathroom ceiling because he kept leaving it hanging off the shelf. Surprisingly the guy never said a word about it.

This is also the woman that nailed the Christmas tree stand(with the fully decorated tree inside) to the floor of our mobile home so that it would stop falling over all the time.

I come by these spouse rages quite naturally, my bf is lucky I haven't done anything too crazy yet. :devil:
 
OhMissScarlett said:
Let me just give you a big kiss, Eff. :kiss:

Kisses to all the men here who bother to cook, I love you guys!
:heart: :kiss:
It just works that way for us, Miss (but I enjoyed the kiss anyway).

Actually, it's got a lot to do with 'enlightened self interest'. One of us is veggie, so when she cooks, it's often (or often seems to me) to be 'hot swamp' for tea. While if I cook, then it's real carnivore food, (meat-and-3-veg) but with a veggie equivalent to the meat for her.

In addition, both ladies work '9-5'-ish while my agency work is as often 7-3 or 4 as anything else - and right now, I'm not working 5 days a week so I can train 2 new puppies. When we're all working till 5 or later, we do take-away, but if my schedule fits, then I cook Mon-Fri and the ladies do Sat & Sun.

That way, the menu's pretty conservative, but I do eat what I like more often than not.

EG and Hence - my applause for bangers and mash!

:p

Eff
 
fifty5 said:
my applause for bangers and mash!
Ooh, Eff, I want to try that too. And something else I've heard of, bubble and squeak?

Perdita :)
 
OhMissScarlett said:
That's so true. I could be so wooed by a man who cooked me anything at this point. I was saying the other day that by bf has only ever cooked for me once and he disagreed passionately. I couldn't believe it until he proclaimed, "I've never cooked for you, you don't know what you're talking about!"

Oh yeah, he did cook for me once, it was half cooked pork chops and creamed corn! :(

Now I can't even get him bring his dirty plate in from the living room and put it in the sink. I swear I'm gonna go on that show 'Date Plate' and let hot eligible bachelors cook for me.
Sorry, Miss S, but I'm afraid we all get away with what we can get away with - unless there's something in it for us (and I include the ladies in that, while acknowledging that they can't get away with as much as we blokes do).

Call his bluff! Don't let him get away with it...
Kissing girls is a goodness. It beats the hell out of card games. -Robert Heinlein
RH always seems a bit too far right to me in principle. In practical details he does hit the nail on the head!

Take water with you.

Eff
 
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