"ms_peacock" > wrote

>>What lucky children you were!
>
> That's what we thought too. We found out later it was because we were
poor.

*smile* Yes, us too. Did you get bread pudding? My mama did not put any
raisins in it, but just vanilla and sugar and cinnamon and milk. Maybe an
egg? It was soooo good, and I imagine a good thing to do with stale bread!


>
> It's not. I baked bread myself for many years and when they came out with
bread machines I got one. It isn't at all like real handmade bread. It's a
> lot more like bakery bread than handmade bread.
>

I'm glad I don't bother with it now! We have some good bakeries here, but
nothing beats hot out of the oven, I imagine.

I had a friend from Greece whose command of English was not very good at
that time, and to express how poor they were when he was growing up in
Athens, he once said, "we burned our mouths on the bread my mother made. Do
you know what means that?"

He meant that the children were so hungry that they could not wait until it
cooled. That put a lump in my throat.

Bake to real chocolate pudding: it had to have a thick skin on it when it
cooled, too! I loved that part.

Did your mom ever make custard in cups, not pudding but old fashioned egg
custard set in cups in a shallow baking pan full of water in the oven? I
don't think I have had egg custard since my mother made it.