Newfoundlanders, like everyone else, like something sweet to follow up a meal. While in my time, store bought things were available, not so many years before, access to store bought sweets, or packaged items was a rarity. As necessity is the mother of invention, scarcity is the mother of improvisation, and people found ways to make do.
A favorite treat growing up was bread custard, or bread pudding. If there’s a a difference I don’t know what it is, I grew up using the terms interchangeably. But its essentially bread crumbs, milk, eggs and sugar I believe mixed together and baked in the oven. Served with a home made brown sugar sauce, or blueberry sauce, it was a yummy end to a traditional Newfoundland meal.
If anyone has pictures or a recipe or both, let me know, I’ll add to this post!
Raised in outport Newfoundland in a town of 65 people, I pursued a post secondary diploma in Information Technology right out of High School.
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