Spotted Dick

Remember the Spotted Dick I made?

Well I did not get around to eating it before I went to Tonga, so I tossed it into the freezer before I left. 

On my return I thawed it in the refrigerator, and today for brunch had it sliced thinly, fried in butter along with sliced banana and served with a dusting of cinnamon and a dolllop of NZ sour cream.  This sour cream comes in a one litre sealed plastic pouch and is more like clotted cream or cultured cream than the usual sour cream, and it seems to go well with sweet as well as savoury.   

This is of course cholesterol food and heart attack material. 

About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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2 Responses to Spotted Dick

  1. Alan R says:

    Hell yeah!Everything in moderation, except excess.


  2. Glenn says:

    Thank you for shearing that.Now I never again need to worry about what I admit to eating." fried in butter along with sliced banana "Fuck!!


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