“I love bread-and-butter pudding. I love its layers of sweet, quivering custard, juicy raisins, golden crust. I love the way it sings quietly in the oven; the way it wobbles on the spoon.
You can’t smell a hug. You can’t hear a cuddle. But if you could, I reckon it would smell and sound of warm bread-and-butter pudding.”
-Nigel Slater
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