It was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge,” Dickens wrote. “May that be truly said of all of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, God Bless us, Every One!
I’ve always thought I should make my own plum pudding but I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that it calls for suet. I love suet. It is my version of Proust’s madeleine–not as classy, I know, but just as evocative a memory, recalling my mom’s Sunday roast beef dinner cooked with a healthy slab of suet on top that kept the meat moist and added a rich flavor of its own. I just couldn’t see it playing any part in a cake.