British novels used to puzzle the hell out of me when they talked about growing marrows.
I think I’ve finally got this, but “marrow” and “courgette” are both British names for what most Americans call “zucchini”, right? (And as far as I can tell, American “summer squash” is a yellow varietal of the same thing.)
Yeah, I’ve got a cat who I’m brainwashing to think he’s a dog, and he will try to eat whatever I have in my hands. Just like a dog! It’s amazing how doggy you can train them to be when you get them young enough. Got my guy enjoying belly scritches and he doesn’t attack, and he also fetches now.
I’m not British so I have no idea where or why I saw this as a child, but all I know about black puddings is that they’re early versions of drone weapons.
No secret. It’s more or less the Karo™ recipe, with a heavy cup of maple and maybe a tablespoon of molasses replacing the 1C of corn syrup. I think it cooks a few minutes longer.
I love Kimball Farm; I don’t remember them having Indian Pudding, but I’ve had the grape-nut custard ice cream. I most recently saw Indian Pudding at Loyal Nine in Cambridge but it’s definitely an “old timey” classic. It’s one of those emblematic dishes that’s kind of hard to find – I don’t remember the last time I saw the supposedly iconic Boston dish of fish cakes, brown bread, and baked beans.
How about the Summer Shack at Alewife? That’s the only place in the world I’ve ever had Indian Pudding. I still have no clue what it is or if it’s good or not. I certainly can’t judge, having had it 1) only once 2) at the Summer Shack.
Despite living within walking distance of Summer Shack, I’ve only been there a handful of times and have never gotten desert there, but their recipes for things are usually pretty decent and traditional. It’s a rich brown cornmeal pudding with molasses, brown sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg. Sometimes with raisins.