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.
I’ve always been a geek at heart, but yet I love the rural life I grew up with. Fishing, hunting, camping and the great outdoors are still loves of mine, even if I don’t pursue them as often as I once did. Sports were always a big part of our lives, and I played many (badly) and loved them all.
- Trick or Treat, Smell My FeetGive me something good to eat Not too big Not too small Just the size of Montreal I remember chanting this old rhyme in school, but I’d never think of actually saying it at the door! I don’t think the old timers back home would have been very amused! But …
- They’d be Savage!Its pissing down here now, has been all day, but earlier in the week, Keith mowed the lawn and got it in nice shape again, a never ending job. But whenever I see the neat and well kept lawns nowadays, and even more so back home, I can’t help but …
- The Loom looms….Yes it does, the loom looms over the whole room! There, that’s my attempt at poetry for today. As a kid, I never gave much thought to it, but so many people back home had looms, and wove all kinds of things, (well I assume there were all kinds of …
A little About Me
Some views of Halifax, and an Intro from Me