In honor of my grandmother’s 86th birthday today I was going to write about one of my things that she made me growing up. I’ve been trying to figure out the recipe since she passed away on August 16th. She had a brain cancer and a some tumors elsewhere in her body and she ended up with MRSA and her body just couldn’t fight that infection. When I visited her in the assisted living center she was in she wanted to make sure I knew how to make her bread pudding. She never really measured anything and I’m still working on getting the right measurements. The first time I made it I mixed it all together in a bowl and then put it in the casserole dish and baked it. That wasn’t right the pieces of bread weren’t in big chunks like she made it. This week when I made it I had the pieces torn a part into the casserole dish and then poured the egg mixture on to the bread. That didn’t work because all the bread didn’t get covered. I do skip a step about using stale bread and probably shouldn’t since I try to use fresh bread so that will probably be my next step to try when I make it again. I don’t want to leave you without a recipe though so here it is as it was told to me.
stale bread torn into pieces put into casserole dish. (my grandma always used a round one so that is the type I use)
In a separate bowl whisk together
a couple of eggs
once all those ingredients are whisked together pour it over the bread and bake at 350 degrees about 30 minutes. I insert a knife in the middle and make sure it comes out clean sometimes it take a little longer.
Here are some of the things I have figured out. If using 6 eggs that takes longer than 30 minutes to bake. I’m pretty sure it’s 1 cup sugar, 1 cup milk and 1 tablespoon vanilla. I’m pretty sure it is NOT 1 tablespoon cinnamon and if you use the bread that is thinner it does not take a whole loaf.
I usually like to give you a picture of the finished project but didn’t take one this week since I was in a hurry last night trying to make this and chicken and dumplings and get all the kids dinner before karate class (my older boys are now 2nd degree orange belts) and didn’t start as early as I wanted to since I had to take my oldest to the doctor and it looks like he got his first (and hopefully last) concussion at football practice the night before.