I was fortunate enough for
once in my life to be invited to dinner by a British lady who made Christmas Pudding for us. I'd heard of Christmas Pudding in old poems and such, but never knew what it was. It's the brown mound of stuff sitting near the center of the table in front of the tea pot. It tastes like very strong tasting fruit cake, but has a softer consistency. I thought it was quite good, but it definitely made me thirsty. She said that people usually pour brandy over it and light it before eating it.
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