



After spending Friday night and Saturday morning in Brussels to catch up with my bestest friend A whom I hadn´t seen for ages (this catching up included a really good dark beer and a sweet breakfast of Portuguese pastries at Pastelaria Garcia), and a rainy Saturday afternoon of shopping in Antwerp and catching up with my mum, mum and I headed straight to my granny´s flat, where three lovely plates of rice pudding and freshly brewed coffee were awaiting us.
I have not yet managed to get a proper recipe out of my gran, but I do know she adds a good knob of butter to the milk and rice, doesn´t sweeten it at all (the sugar goes on top) and puts in a good spoonful of saffron threads, all of which results in heaven on a plate.
2 comments:
If my grandmother was still alive I would her into a throwdown with yours as rice pudding was her specialty! Grandmas have a knack with rice puddings...
Hadn't thought to put saffron in rice pudding, but I bet it's stellar. See if you can get the recipe. Your granny certainly rocks.
Welcome to the Daring Bakers, too.
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