Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Traditional Christmas Pudding


Those that know me well know that I have an almost unreasonable fear of fire. I'm always on the lookout for potential situations that could lead to uncontrolled flames; I shun the use of most candles (even though I love the ambience and the fragrance); and despite the fact that our house has not one, but TWO, Inglenook fireplaces, I prefer the Cracking Fire DVD. So imagine my distress on Christmas Day when our dinner host LIT the dessert, a beautiful Christmas Pud, on fire...about a foot away from my two and four year old children. (Whom I secretly fear will become pyromaniacs if they are ever allowed to see and open flame!)

Once I finally got my heartbeat under control. I settled in to enjoy this truly lovely dessert. In the UK a pudding is not the mousse-like treat that Americans associate with a Snak-Pack; rather, the term pudding is used to refer to any dessert that is being offered. My children, who were all born in this country, commonly ask, "Is there a pudding plan tonight?" So cake is pudding, ice cream is pudding, tiramisu is pudding; however, a good old "Bill Cosby would be proud" pudding is usually referred to as mousse. Today's traditional Christmas pudding is a dessert that became popular in Victorian England (although forms of of it have been around since at least the 1400s when it primarily a savory dish rather than a sweet). It contains dried fruit, nuts, suet, treacle, and usually a healthy dose of brandy or other alcohol.

Traditionally, puddings were boiled in a pudding cloth, which gave it a completely round shape. But today's preference is the use of a pudding basin, giving the dessert a nice dome shape and a flat side. Initial cooking is usually done on "Stir-up Sunday" and involves steaming for many hours. Stir-up Sunday is four or five weeks before Christmas (the last Sunday before Advent). It takes its name from a verse in the Book of Common Prayer,
"Stir up, we beseech thee, O Lord, the wills of thy faithful people; that they, plenteously bringing forth the fruit of good works, may by thee be plenteously rewarded; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen."
All members of the household would give the mix a stir and make a wish.

On Christmas day the pudding is served by reheating (steaming once more), and dressed with brandy which is set alight. The pudding is traditionally topped off with a sprig of holly. It can be eaten with hard sauce, brandy butter, rum butter, cream, lemon cream, or custard.

The flavor is complex and luxurious...and one that I will forever associate with Christmas, wherever I am. (However, I am not sure that I will ever be able to actually light one...perhaps that is better left to professionals.)

If you would like to try a Christmas Pudding for yourself, Delia Smith's recipe should provide an excellent result. Past Christmas you say? Many families in the UK save the pudding made each year for the following Christmas. They feel this allows the flavors to fully mature!

My, my...Long Time No See

Impressive, aren't I? One blog post and I never returned again. The shame of it! **head hanging with remorseful puppy dog eyes**

Well we are quickly approaching 2009...so I guess now is the time to make some changes. Care to come along with me as I make some resolutions? Great! Here goes:

1) Blog more. No one may ever read it, but get those ideas out there. If nothing else it keeps the fingers nimble on QWERTY.
2) Keep in better contact with Stateside friends. Even in this age of instant communication, it can seem like such an effort. But it is probably one of the most important aspects to managing a life based so far away from family and friends.
3) Find the time for my Cake Decorating/Sugarcraft. I enjoy it so much, but don't do enough to really build my skills.
4) Wait for it... are you ready? My last resolution is to lose some weight. Ok, I said it Eeek. Now what do I do?

How about you? Any resolutions to share?

Saturday, August 4, 2007

Minnesota...the price of fame

I am from the Twin Cities of Minneapolis and St. Paul, and intensely proud of it.

I've educated countless Brits (and more than a few Americans) on the just where the "Land of 10,000 Lakes" is. I've always jumped on any opportunity to share information about my home state and what a beautiful, diverse, and stimulating place it is. Countless times I've gritted my teeth at questions like, "Is that anywhere near Florida?" While privately shaking my head over what I consider the shortfall of most people's basic knowledge of geography, I've tried to be a positive ambassador for the state, sharing what Minnesotans refer to as "Minnesota nice." I've always thought, "Everybody should know Minnesota!" My family jokes that I think of it as the center of the universe.

This past week I got what I wished for...in a horrible way. The sudden collapse of a high traffic bridge on I35W brought my beloved home state into the spotlight. It has been featured on news sites, in papers and on TV throughout the world. Suddenly, everyone I talk to does know Minnesota...and I feel nothing but sadness. Sadness over the lives lost and the fear imparted; sadness at how MN has been changed forever. Things like this don't happen in Minnesota...or, they didn't. The worst in our world always happened somewhere else.

The price of fame is too high.