English Berry Bread Pudding over a Lake

English berry pudding is one of my delicious failures and this is also a reason why I share it. Things do not have to be perfect, as long as they are delicious. I made it twice in hope that it will turn out well (bread will soak juice and look all pinkish). It didn’t, but both times we ate it all with a pleasure. This is what I do – try and try and try. I blame the bread, maybe it wasn’t the best choice.

This time I organised a girls early morning out. Yes, it is a thing. My friend came over to chill and I could not imagine to do it in the most perfect place like over a lake. Maybe the timing was not perfect (5am), but hey, she said yes. When we arrived a fog was covering the lake. It looked slightly like a scene from a horror movie, but was also beautiful. Jula took her part very seriously, kept walking on a fallen tree, was drinking hot cocoa and eating so I can photograph it. True friends are worth more than diamonds.

The only thing about starting so early is that you come back home minutes before your kid wakes up…

Backstage about this picture was, that I had everything figured out, all the frames. But then it turned out that it freaked me a bit to walk on this fallen tree, especially most of it was in the lake. You have to do what you have to do, so I took pictures mostly from a distance.

I was introduced to this berry pudding by Miss Food Wise and I am sure hers soaked much better. One day mine will soak well as well. Till then I’ll enjoy this delicious failure.