This is............. most treasured childhood memory. My Nana's wooden spoon and not for the reason you may be thinking.............I wasn't that naughty! Surfer Boy and Darling Daughter did once I remember hide my wooden spoons in their wardrobes as a bit of fun many years ago, but they remained hidden for days until I needed them for baking and then they had forgotten where they hid them! Funny little kids! I love my Nana's wooden spoon because it brings to me so many wonderful memories of times in her kitchen on the farm making steamed puddings for the hot Sunday lunch, what a treat. Still love a good steamed pudding today and this is the spoon I use to whip it up. My Nana was right handed as you can see by the wear and tear on her favourite spoon. When she passed away more than 10 years ago this is the one possession of hers I really wanted, nothing of great value, just to hold this spoon brings wonderful childhood memories of my Nana flooding back.

I will share my favourite steamed pudding Nana's of course, the wonderfully old fashioned Golden Syrup Pudding.

1 egg
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup milk
1 cup SR flour
1 tablespoon butter
1tablespoon water

Beat egg and sugar, add milk, then flour. Dissolve butter in water in base of steamer, mix into previous ingredients. Place a couple of tablespoons of golden syrup into bottom of steamer, pour pudding mixture over. Seal lid onto steamer with a sheet of greaseproof paper and steam pudding in a pot of constantly boiling water for 1/2 an hour. Make sure water doesn't boil away and that it isn't too high up the steamer. When cooked unseal and turn out onto a serving plate, serve generous sized wedges with homemade custard or vanilla ice cream.

I think I will head off to the kitchen now and whip one up for my family tonight, it's sufficiently cold outside to necessitate a hot dessert! Thanks to Teacups on Treetops for evoking this piece of my childhood so vividly in my mind this week, great meme.


Levin (and Emily) said...

makes me feel sad i never knew my grannies - or rather, omas. i feel i have missed out. here's hoping i will be that kind of grandma one day! (not too soon though).
hope you are well.

Danielle said...

That must be the most loved wooden spoon in the world! Growing up the threat of the spoon was enough for me and my siblings to behave ourselves. Thanks for sharing your Nana's beautiful memory.

Gina said...

Beautiful spoon with so many happy memories attached..I know what you mean and when my grandmother died 10 years ago I could pick out almost anything of hers.. I chose to well worn round bread cousin chose the expensive silver wear and must have thought I was crazy.. I knew I was the lucky one :)
Thanks for reminding me.. the pudding sound delish. Have a good week Gx

Maureen said...

Wish I had even one of MY old spoons...all history I'm afraid.

I think I will have to make that pudding for my 'big boy' who is almost 41 when we have our winter. He ate it in school as a child and his children will wonder what it is that Nannie has made, for sure.