I did not grow up with noodle kugel. I didn't even know it existed. A major downside of growing up in a small rural town with zero diversity. This makes me sad, as, it turns out, I really enjoy it.
The first noodle kugel I ever had was from Wise Sons, a cold sweet version, served with seasonal jam. I ordered it because I was fascinated by the idea, and I knew it sounded like something I would like: I love casseroles, puddings, bread puddings,...
