In my quest to waffle anything and everything, sometimes I make some ... interesting choices. Like trying to waffle one of my favorite desserts: butterscotch pudding.
As you can guess, the answer to Butterscotch Pudding: Will it Waffle? is a resounding no, but that doesn't mean I didn't still get something tasty to eat out of it!
The original was classic butterscotch pudding. Real butterscotch pudding. Not the kind made with "butterscotch morsels". The real stuff. The kind that is the labor of love. The kind that takes serious minding on the stove. Egg yolks, cream, butter, brown sugar, cornstarch, uh, whiskey ...
I know real butterscotch pudding when I taste it. My grandmother is "famous" for her butterscotch pie, thick, legit butterscotch pudding, topped with lightly toasted meringue. I grew up with that as my reference point for butterscotch pudding, and I never understand how others can eat plastic-y, fake, "butterscotch", and think it is butterscotch.
But, as I don't like meringue, I always thought the pie was overkill. I mean, I like a good pie crust, but, really, I just wanted a big bowl of the filling, topped with some whipped cream. I learned to make it several years ago, and now, every holiday season, I help my mom make the butterscotch, following my grandmother's recipe. Ours might not be quite as good as hers, but, I think we have it down. One time though, I discovered something. I've always had the butterscotch pudding chilled and set, in the pie. When making it myself, I had the pleasure of licking the bowl and spoons as I cleaned up. The pudding was still warm. And it was wonderful. Warm butterscotch pudding is absolutely amazing, I don't know why we normally have it chilled.
Anyway. I had a bunch of fantastic butterscotch pudding. It was delicious, deep real butterscotch flavor, thick set. I had a couple little cups like a normal person, but couldn't help but ponder ... will it waffle?
So, into the waffle iron I put several spoonfuls. It instantly splattered and started bubbling away. It was thick, but thinned instantly as it warmed. Uh-oh.
As you can guess, the answer to Butterscotch Pudding: Will it Waffle? is a resounding no, but that doesn't mean I didn't still get something tasty to eat out of it!
The Original: Butterscotch Pudding. |
I know real butterscotch pudding when I taste it. My grandmother is "famous" for her butterscotch pie, thick, legit butterscotch pudding, topped with lightly toasted meringue. I grew up with that as my reference point for butterscotch pudding, and I never understand how others can eat plastic-y, fake, "butterscotch", and think it is butterscotch.
But, as I don't like meringue, I always thought the pie was overkill. I mean, I like a good pie crust, but, really, I just wanted a big bowl of the filling, topped with some whipped cream. I learned to make it several years ago, and now, every holiday season, I help my mom make the butterscotch, following my grandmother's recipe. Ours might not be quite as good as hers, but, I think we have it down. One time though, I discovered something. I've always had the butterscotch pudding chilled and set, in the pie. When making it myself, I had the pleasure of licking the bowl and spoons as I cleaned up. The pudding was still warm. And it was wonderful. Warm butterscotch pudding is absolutely amazing, I don't know why we normally have it chilled.
Anyway. I had a bunch of fantastic butterscotch pudding. It was delicious, deep real butterscotch flavor, thick set. I had a couple little cups like a normal person, but couldn't help but ponder ... will it waffle?
Uh, cooking? |
It ... did not waffle. I didn't crust it, and I heated up something that turns more runny when it is warmed up. I'm not sure what I was thinking, really.
I had a mess on my hands, and it was clear that it wasn't ever going to take shape, nor be easy to remove. Doh.
So I grabbed chopsticks, and just started extracting little bits. It might have been a mess, but, the warm pudding was still delicious. As it slowly cooled, it thickened back up again, and became easier to extract.
So, a waffle I did not have, but I still managed to eat every last bit, warm and delicious, uh, direct from my waffle iron.
I had a mess on my hands, and it was clear that it wasn't ever going to take shape, nor be easy to remove. Doh.
So I grabbed chopsticks, and just started extracting little bits. It might have been a mess, but, the warm pudding was still delicious. As it slowly cooled, it thickened back up again, and became easier to extract.
So, a waffle I did not have, but I still managed to eat every last bit, warm and delicious, uh, direct from my waffle iron.
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