yorkshire pudding

[bobtheturkey]

can someone please explain to me what it is and why it is eaten with a roast dinner thank you

[dot.hawkes]

I did have an Auntioe Betty, my Mum's brothers wife, she married a Swdish airman who died just after the war and then she married my uncle.,

[bigmamma]

No way am I able to make yorkshire pudding as good as mum used to , no matter how I try .

[dot.hawkes]

you are not battering the batter enuf lol

[carrust]

Try putting cumin seeds, ground cumin & all spice in the mixture...Yorkshire nan bread !!

[crossroads]

I've gone one better than you all, I have an Aunt Betty who lives in Australia!!!

[redcrx]

yorshire pudding is a starter to be eaten with gravy. My nan still cooks it for a starter.

It dates from a time when meat was very expensive and so the pudding was given to fill people up before the main meal.

[jno]

Then the old woman gave her the things and the angel just covered her wings and said "Hush."

Then she tenderly tickled the mixture with t'spoon, like an artist would paint wi his brush.

She mixed up that pudding with heavenly magic, she played her spoon on that dough. Like Paderewski played his piano. Or Kreisler twiddling his bow.

And the old woman whispered "I reckon dear angel, the clouds that I see in yon sky, so fleecy and foamy, is batter for t'puddings for saints feasting in paradise. It's mixed with the rain and it's stirred with the rainbow and baked in the beautiful sun."

And the angel kept stirring and smiling, as she answered "And when a star drops then it's done."

"But joking aside" said the angel, "the secret of puddings made here or above is not the flour and the water, but mixing it. See that you mix it with love. "

And when it were done she put it in t'oven and she told the old woman "Goodbye."

Then she flew away leaving the first Yorkshire pudding that ever was made. And that's why it melts in the mouth like the snow in the sunshine, as light as a maiden's first kiss, as soft as the fluff on the breast of a dove. It certainly was mixed with love.

[jno]

here's the recipe, from Stanley Holloway; I have to split it in two.

The real Yorkshire Pudding is a poem in batter. To make one's an art, not a trade.

Listen to me and I'll tell thee how t'first Yorkshire pudding was made.

A young angel on leave from Heaven came flying over Ilkla Moor, and the angel, poor thing, got cramp in her wing and came down at an old woman's door.

The ole woman smiled and said "Eee it's an angel! Well I am surprised to see thee. I've not seen an angel before, but th'art welcome, I'll make us a nice cuppa tea."

The angel said "Eee thank you kindly, I will."

Well they had two or three cups of tea, three or four Sally Lunns, and a couple of buns. Angels eat very lightly you see. Then the old woman looked at the clock and said "By Gum, he's due home from t'mill is my Dan. You get on with your tea, but you must excuse me, I must make a pudding for t'old man."

Then the angel jumped up and said "Give me a bowl, flour and water and eggs, salt and all. And I'll show thee how we make puddings in Heaven for our Thomas and Peter and Paul."

[jno]

bother, those got posted wrong way round, but you get the idea.

[Filbert]

When I was young we used to eat yorkshires with our roast, then if Mum had made extra we had them for pud covered in golden syrup. Yum!!