
I was at a friends house, and his mom served bread pudding that took 'pudding' literally. It was mushy and bland and I barely choked it down, smiling with every bite. Somehow I was able to be polite at other people's houses even though I was a complete punk at home. My mom must be a saint to have put up with me.
So I have been completely flabbergasted when people at work would go buy some bread pudding and then thoroughly enjoy every bite. Surely they weren't being polite - they never make an effort to be polite any other time. What was this fascination with bread pudding?
Finally, I gave in and tried a piece. It wasn't the slimy glob I remembered, but firm and sweet and deliciously caramel. Since I think it costs too much to buy food from the cafeteria every day, Kevin and I decided to try a bread pudding recipe for our Valentine's Day dessert.
Finally, I gave in and tried a piece. It wasn't the slimy glob I remembered, but firm and sweet and deliciously caramel. Since I think it costs too much to buy food from the cafeteria every day, Kevin and I decided to try a bread pudding recipe for our Valentine's Day dessert.




Butterscotch Bread Pudding
1 loaf cinnamon raisin bread, torn into small pieces
4 cups skim milk
1 cup brown sugar
1/4 cup butter, melted
1/4 cup applesauce
3 eggs, beaten
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
1 cup butterscotch chips
Melt the butter and butterscotch chips in a large bowl. Stir in all the other ingredients except the bread. When the sauce has an even consistency, stir in the torn bread pieces. Bake in a 9X13 greased pan at 350 degrees for between 1 hour and 1 hour 20 minutes, depending on how solid you like it. I like a less gooey, more french toast like texture so I baked it towards the end of the time spectrum. Enjoy it warm or cold. Or, have a piece warm and another piece cold.
1 comment:
olesya saw that i was reading your blog and she was like 'oh megan! she is such a lovely girl' (play that in your head with a russian accent with lots of feeling - cuz that's what it sounds like for real). she wanted to make this but we didn't have any butterscotch chips. next time!
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