Every now and then, the Husband gets to head off, after a long day working, to a business dinner. A dinner with grown ups … at a grown up restaurant … with grown up conversation … and grown up table manners.
I’m left at home trying to convince Mr. Boy that boogers are NOT a part of a well balanced diet, listening to the Little Lady yodel while in the bathroom (seriously, why is bathroom time music time? Anyone else have kids that do that? Sigh), and trying to avoid the spray of food spewing form Baby Barney’s mouth…. he’s learning new tricks and thinks it’s fun to practice during dinner time.
A dinner with grown ups? A fantasy in my world.
About a month ago, after such a dinner, the Husband waltzed in — kindly ignoring dinner dishes that were still on the table — and walked over to me. I was splayed out on the couch, recovering from feeding, bathing and slapping every kid in their respective bed.
He bent over, kissed the top of my head, and then — instead of saying “I love you” or “I missed you” or even “How was your day” — he casually stated:
I had the best bread pudding I’ve ever eaten tonight.
I was was dumbfounded. (1) Food is more important than even a simple “Hello?”, and (2) what happened to MY bread pudding being the best ever?
He tried to backtrack, realizing the dangerous territory he was in, but it was too late … and he knew it. He was at my mercy.
I had two choices: (1) dump the left-over pureed baby food on his head or (2) take up the challenge of reinventing my classic bread pudding.
I went with option number two… and created a new bread pudding that broke my “cardinal” bread pudding rule: the no-fruit rule.
This extra-ordinary bread pudding of the Husband’s? It had applesauce in it. I couldn’t ignore the apple “essence” my husband loved in this dessert, no matter how strongly I believed fruit and bread pudding should never mix.
So, I took advice from my foodie mother, made a few quarts of applesauce and got down to the nitty gritty business of baking.
Finally… I pulled a steaming hot pan out of the oven. Without waiting for it to cool, I cut a large square of my new bread pudding and served it to the Husband …. along with a few spoonfuls of a glossy caramel-whiskey sauce drizzled over the dessert.
I don’t think the boy bothered to come up for air as he ate and ate and ate, scrapping every last crumb and drop and forking them into his mouth.
The Verdict: I won. And, after tasting it too, I realized adding fruit to bread pudding wasn’t such a bad thing after all.
No, it was a very GOOD thing. Oh, holy apple goodness!
Recipe adapted from my Betty Crocker Cookbook Bread Pudding and Whiskey Sauce Recipe
So why the Gluten Free aspect of this bread pudding?
This recipe actually answered TWO challenges — my Husband’s and a challenge from the folks at Udi Gluten Free.
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