Pudding Pops: A Tutorial

The pudding pop has sadly disappeared, however, it is not forgotten. So, I made some the other night. I have a gang of pudding at home from an ex who went through a pudding phase and just had to go buy milk and a popsicle mold thing from Target. In the pic, you can see all my choices. I was very tempted to go with pistachio, but instead went with Banana Creme for some reason. I saved the flan for another day and another experiment called: Tripping The Light Flantastic. So, yeah, bowl, milk, pudding mix, wire whisk, mold and lots and lots of patience.



Okay. It's kinda gross seeing pudding in it's native habitat, but there it is. It reminds me of the band days a little bit and a picture of the black last supper, but that's a total inside joke.

Anyway, pudding begins life in powder form. When it is combined with milk and whisked it gets gooey and thick. Now...Let's fuckin' wire whisk.


















WOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Action shot of whisking.



Look at the action blur on that whisking hand.

Whisk

Whisk

Whisk


For two minutes.








Next you fill the molds. You'll probably have some pudding left, but unless you like pudding, don't eat it.

I put some in a coffee cup and ate it while I was frozing and didn't really care for it.












There is the saddest freezer ever. You can see my store bought popsicles giving shit eye to the homemade ones.

My ice pack is also giving a tiny shout out there on the left. I'd be dead in the water without my ice pack. It's like my R2-D2. Like someday I'll be all "Be careful with that ice pack over there. We've been through a lot together."

I chose to froze them over night and it may have been too long, but I don't want to spoil the end for everyone.



The next day I pulled out the mold and started yanking on the stick and it wasn't budging. So, I did what anyone would do and used a butter knife as a lever to force the stick part out of the mold. Well, this just ripped the whole thing out and left the pudding part in the mold.

I hung my head and disappointedly put them back in the freezer while I tried to figure out what to do.







So, today, I was sitting at my coffee table going through mail and whatnot and I put the mold on the table to remind me that I'm a failure in being pudding popular and got distracted with something for a half hour and then went over and remembered the popsicles and just tried to pull one out and HOLY SHIT it came out. It was a fucking sword in the stone moment and I finally felt like the boy king of frozen confections that I thought I was.

Then the whole feeling went away when I took a bite out of it. Apparently, I was wrong and a boy king I was not.

It turns out that the pudding pops that are made at home are very susceptible to temperature. So, if you do try this at home. The key is patience and gut instinct.

Flan pops are the next experiment. I'll make sure I document it.