Do you remember that time when Angie made me eat bread pudding for dinner? (Don’t feel bad. I didn’t either, ’til she reminded me.)

Today is the Fluid Pudding BreadPuddingAlong, so last night I tried to make myself some bread pudding. And because Rockford was off doing work things again and the kids and I are all sick, I did it in the laziest way possible.

First, I gathered my ingredients:

I mixed the milk, vanilla and egg together in the measuring cup. I tore the bun into bits and smashed it into the milk mixture, then tossed a few handfuls of mini chocolate chips on top. I stirred it all together and popped it into the microwave for a minute and a half and then two additional bursts of 30 seconds.

Then I tucked the kids into bed and came back to the World’s Laziest Bread Pudding and tasted it. And that’s when I realized where I’d gone wrong. I forgot to include sugar. Which is how the World’s Laziest Bread Pudding became the World’s Grossest Bread Pudding.

I don’t think Lazy Lazerton’s Measuring Cup Bread Pudding is a faulty concept, because it did cook through just like it should’ve. But bread pudding really needs a good bit of sweet to be delicious. So I poured a little Chai latte over the top. You will be shocked to learn that Chai latte did not help even a little.

And so into the trash went the World’s Laziest Bread Pudding, and to the couch, “The West Wing” and a box of Kleenex went I.