A friend invited me over for Krispy Kreme bread pudding. I had heard of this penultimate decadence, but was too afraid to make it by myself because, of course, I'd eat it all, fall into a deep sleep, and forget to pick my daughter up from daycare. The good news was that hers flopped, though she told me it was good the next day. She did a recipe from memory/intuition, so it was too moist to set. She tried grilling it and I called the donut croquettes. So we're going to try again soon.
Last night I heard about a place here in Nashville called Burger Up, a gourmet joint that serves KK BP. I will be stopping by sometime this week to try it, so I'll know what my friend and I should be shooting for. And maybe I'll have a burger, too. Thank goodness for Zumba, biking, aerobics, P90X and whatever else I do to compensate for this particular love of mine!
Oh, yeah, I did have Whole Foods' breakfast bread pudding from the food bar and it was satisfying but not worth adding another post.
Chronicle of the bread puddings I've tasted in different cities. It includes recommendations. Breadpuddinglovers, unite!
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