Two women in the kitchen, I the younger, we laughed and chatted the night away. The occasion? Making Sweet Potato Pudding. Tales of her childhood in the country made time fly as we grated, poured and mixed.
“Back in the day, when people a mek pudding dem bake it on a coal stove. Man, nutten nuh nice like dat. You put the coal on the bottom, cover the dutch pot with zinc and put coal on the top as well. Dat a weh wi call (that’s what we call) Hell A Top, Hell A Bottom, Hallelujah in di Middle.”
The smell was orgasmic hints of almond extract, nutmeg, vanilla and cinnamon rose from the bowl. There was no written recipe, she added things based on memory, taste and consistency. I went there to learn, and that I did, but I left with so much more… a taste of culture!
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