B is for Bread Pudding – and Bravery

One of my favorite stories about Ma-Mee, my paternal grandmother, is how she made her bread pudding. Always rich and sweet and filled with fruit and raisins, her children fought over the corner pieces to get to the delectable browned crust. She’d buy a couple of loaves of local French bread (Binder’s or Leidenheimer, most… Read More B is for Bread Pudding – and Bravery

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