13/30 I remember two pudding shops, between which I was divided, according to my finances. One was in a court close to St.Martin's Church--at the back of the church,--which is now removed altogether. A good shop for the latter was in the Strand--somewhere in that part which has been rebuilt since. It was a stout pale pudding, heavy and flabby, and with great flat raisins in it, stuck in whole at wide distances apart. It came up hot at about my time every day, and many a day did I dine off it. |