It’s been a bit quiet on here lately.
I’ve been putting off writing this post for months, initially thinking about what to say and then life happened. When it comes down to it though, nothing I can say can do the man justice. So put simply, this pud is for Pop, who was fondly known as Pud.
I can say without hesitation that Pop is the most down-to-earth, genuine and patient man that I have had the privilege to know. It didn’t matter who you were, Pop would treat everyone with equal respect and never uttered a bad word about anyone. He was a community man and loved Gunbower so dearly. He is the kind of person the world so desperately needs more of. I love him more that I can express and miss him so terribly, even despite the months that have passed.
But Pop would hate to dwell on this, so down to business. Pop really, truly appreciated a good pud. He would always say yes to dessert and I would always be the one to join him. I have fond memories of us digging Neapolitan ice-cream out of the tub and heaping stewed fruit on top as if we may never eat again.
So this Steamed Ginger Pud is for Pud. Enjoy it – he would!
You will need:
- 1 1/2 cups of flour
- 2 tablespoons of butter
- 1 teaspoon bi-carb soda
- 2 teaspoons ginger (I assumed this was the powdered variety)
- 3/4 cup treacle
- 1/2 cup warm water
All Nana says is – Mix all tog. Steam 2 hrs. (Slightly cryptic for those of us who’ve never made a steamed pud before).
So I consulted Mother Dearest and did this:
- Mixed all the ingredients together (I even sifted the flour – Mother Dearest was watching).
- Greased a 2 litre pudding bowl and spooned in the mixture.
- Covered the pudding bowl with a clipped lid (or you could do this with foil tied around the bowl with some string).
- Placed the pudding bowl in a large saucepan of simmering water which goes approximately 3/4 of the way up the pudding bowl.
- Steam for approximately 2 hours.
- Serve warm with custard if you please.
This pud was delicious. So delicious that I was unable to take a snap before it was all gobbled up! So instead I’ll leave you with young Harry and Pop riding a tractor. . .
Kath and Kate xx