friday feast: the bear in the window and paddington’s bread and butter pudding with marmalade

It’s no secret we’re more than a little mad for Paddington here at Alphabet Soup.

The resident bears were extremely excited about the new movie (have you seen it yet?) and Michael Bond’s latest novel, Love from Paddington. The lovable bear from Darkest Peru is fast winning new fans on this side of the pond, marmalade sales are booming, and plush Paddingtons are flying off the shelves. Yay!

Recently, we happily read about a Paddington Bear who’s been in the same window of a home in Maidstone, Kent (about 35 miles SE of London) since 1970. He was purchased by the Waite family a month after they moved into the house, and has been charming and cheering up passers-by ever since. I can easily imagine myself purposely walking by the Waite house in Sittingbourne Road whenever possible just to catch a glimpse of him. 🙂

Now an adult, Sittingbourne resident Tracey Cooper first saw Paddington when she was six. Through the years he made such an impression on her that she decided to write a poem to thank him and the Waites for the joy they’ve brought to the community. There’s nothing like a beloved bear to warm your heart.

PADDINGTON BEAR — a poem about myself as a child

Bundled into the car again, this girl of six,
Travelling from Lordswood, Chatham (out in the sticks).
Cutting through Boxley and fields stretching wide –
A regular car trip, our “Hospital Ride”.

Turning left at Penenden Heath and heading straight on,
We approach Sittingbourne Road, on the outskirts of Maidstone.
Swinging right at the end, we start to roll down the hill,
Past neat rows of houses with empty window sills.
Then all of a sudden, we look and he’s there-
Standing dutifully in his window, it’s PADDINGTON BEAR!

Dressed in his outfit that is suitable for the day,
Our little furry “weather forecaster” gives up his time to play.
He proudly does his duty with his shoulders pulled back,
Awaiting some eager faces to notice his shorts or plastic Mac.

I can’t help but feel affectionate towards this wee brown bear,
And dread the thought of passing by and finding him not there.
It’s thirty years later, and I am still looking with my Son,
Through a steamed-up car window, (I’m a sentimental mum!)
To find Paddington still standing there, in clothes all shining bright,
Has his jumper now got holes in? Or his Wellingtons feel too tight?
Does he have the same family, with children now all grown?
Is he tied into the deeds so that he will never lose his home?
Has he ever been photographed, his story put to print?
If you find a few minutes would you kindly try to fill me in.

Transferred to Medway Hospital, my trips are more remote,
But I still look out for my old, old friend, with his smile and duffle coat.

~ Copyright © 2010 Tracey Cooper, reposted by permission of Kent Online.


Naturally Paddington answered Tracey with a little poem:

I watch for my friends

As I look from this place,

So as you pass by

I’ll know your kind face.


The bear in the window is so well known, that should the Waites ever move, they’ve decided Paddington should remain at his post. You just never know when someone might need to see his friendly furry face. 🙂

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Since one can work up quite an appetite standing on windowsills for hours on end, our resident bears decided to cook up a special treat in honor of their steadfast friend in Maidstone. The bread and butter pudding with marmalade recipe from Paddington’s Cookery Book seemed just the thing — kind of like taking a marmalade sandwich and kicking it up a notch.

The recipe called for a shallow baking dish (8 x 12 x 12 inches). Well, that must be a typo — I don’t consider 8 or 12 inches shallow by any means. I think they meant 8 x 12 x 2 inches, a size I didn’t have, so I used a 9-inch square glass baking dish. This meant adjusting the quantity of bread to fit. I’m also programmed to use King’s Hawaiian Bread whenever I make bread pudding, so I used about 8 one-inch thick slices of that instead of the white bread specified. (I think you’d be fine using challah or even an Italian loaf, as long as you avoid pre-sliced white bread, which would be too thin.)

The amount of liquid turned out to be just right for the bread pieces I’d placed in my 9″x 9″ dish. I cut back a little on the marmalade (shhh!) to good end. I know Paddington would violently disagree, but too much jam can be cloying for human palates.

So the bread pudding puffed up as it baked, browning nicely quite to the delight of the furry kitchen helpers, but then we had a little problem when it came to taste testing. Who would do the honors?

We know Paddington is unfailingly polite and well-mannered, and like his British friends the Browns, utterly civilized. So we called upon the entire 40-member Paddington contingent and put the question to a vote.

After a near-riot some spirited discourse, it was unanimously decided that the two newest members of the Paddington family should be the ones to taste the bread pudding. So Movie Paddington (press his tummy and he speaks 5 phrases with a British accent) and Canadian Mountie Paddington (blew in with an Alberta clipper and took up residence here after deciding Canada was too cold) enthusiastically tasted gobbled up some of the pudding with ice cream.

Just two other teensy problems. Since they gave the pudding a resounding 4 paws up, we then had to make ten additional recipes of the bread pudding to satisfy everybeary else. The Alphabet Soup kitchen has never been stickier.

Also, now all 40 Paddingtons are constantly jockeying for prime positions on the front windowsill (they don’t seem to realize that our house is not located on a street with regular foot traffic). But like all good bears, they are patient and willing to wait.





  • 8 slices white bread, cut from a large loaf*
  • 75 g (3 oz) butter, soft enough to spread
  • 3 heaped tablespoons of orange marmalade
  • 3 large eggs
  • 500 ml (18 fluid ounces) milk
  • 50 g (2 oz ) caster sugar**
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 2 tablespoons demerara sugar***

What to do:

1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.

2. Spread 4 slices of the bread with butter, then marmalade, and top with the other 4 slices. Spread some butter on top of each sandwich and cut each one into 4.

3. Lay the squares, buttered side up, slightly overlapping, in a buttered,ovenproof dish.

4. Whisk the eggs, milk, caster sugar and vanilla extract together and pour over the dish. Let it stand for about half an hour, to allow the mixture to soak in.

5. Sprinkle the demerara sugar over the surface.

6. Bake for about 45 minutes, until it is puffed up and the top is golden.

7. Serve with cream or ice cream.

* Adjust quantity of bread depending on the size of your baking dish.

** If you don’t have any caster sugar on hand, make your own “superfine” sugar by grinding granulated sugar in a food processor for a minute or so. I just used plain granulated sugar (no grinding).

*** I used light brown sugar instead of demerara.

~ Adapted from Paddington’s Cookery Book by Lesley Young and R.W. Alley (HarperCollins, 2011). 

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poetryfriday180Paul at These 4 Corners is hosting the Roundup today. Drop by, give him a friendly growl and a bite of bread pudding, then check out the full menu of poetic goodness being served up in the blogosphere this week. Have a good weekend!

Yours in Marmalade,

Jama and 40 Paddingtons ♥

P.S. Click here to read about a woman who is even more obsessed with Paddington than I am (I covet her beautiful collection of British-made Gabrielle Design bears). 🙂

Exhausted bear chef

wkendcookingiconThis is post is also being linked to Beth Fish Read’s Weekend Cooking, where all are invited to share their food-related posts. Put on your aprons and best bibs and come join the fun!


Copyright © 2015 Jama Rattigan of Jama’s Alphabet Soup. All rights reserved.


59 thoughts on “friday feast: the bear in the window and paddington’s bread and butter pudding with marmalade

  1. Love, love, love the Paddingtons. Especially the group amassed on the stairs. And the chef with his jaunty ‘stache.


  2. All kinds of adorable here — the poem written to the Paddington in the window and then the response, plus your bears! I love that Paddington is a poet. (Also, I’ll bet Hawaiian bread makes fantastic bread pudding. Wowsa!)


    1. Yes, I like using Hawaiian bread most of all for bread pudding. It *is* nice that Paddington is also a poet. He’s a good letter writer so I guess he definitely has a way with words.


  3. There must be an appropriate collective noun for a group of Paddingtons.
    A posse? A passel?



  4. Love hearing about your “sticky” kitchen Jama, movie Paddington and that poem nearly brought tears-so sweet. How lovely to hear about the window with Paddington. We have a pre-school nearby named Paddington Station & I worked with the school that is connected to it, became friendly with the head, so when she had her first baby I gave her a Paddington, dear to me and now to her. I still haven’t seen the movie, maybe soon? Thanks for the recipe, too, love bread pudding!


    1. I think you mentioned Paddington Station before, Linda — best name ever for a pre-school! LOVE that you gave your friend in charge a Paddington as a baby gift. Every baby needs a teddy bear when they’re born. 🙂

      Sounds like a nice outing with your grandkids — the movie! It’s great for all ages, even adults love it.


  5. What a darling post–quite a sensory experience. I really enjoyed the poem and the story behind it. The places names at the beginning of the poem (Lordswood, Chatham, Penenden Heath, etc.) add so much richness. It’s got me pondering how I can use place names in my own poetry and other writing.


    1. I agree — those lovely place names were so nice to read and set my imagination to picturing what they might look like. I have been to Kent, but never visited Sittingbourne or Maidstone.


  6. I should know better than to read your posts on my lunch break. Now I have a mad craving for sweets! (Wait, when do I not have a mad craving for sweets?) I love the steadfast companionship your bears provide to their compatriot across the pond. xoxo


  7. I’m making that bread and butter pudding for dessert TONIGHT! Yumm, sugar, yumm marmelade. Hugs to the whole hug of bears.


  8. Love, love this post and the idea of Paddington looking out from the same window for years! And I have never seen so many Paddingtons all at once! They are beautiful. The poem for me brings up the question of why so many hospital runs and if the girl is now well. My favorite line in the poem:
    ” Is he tied into the deeds so that he will never lose his home?”

    What a ,lovely story, and I also wonder if this Paddington’s story has been written before. But it has now!


    1. Yes, this story first appeared in an article written by Jade Selby for Kent Online. I’m not sure about those hospital runs either, and like you, I hope the girl (now woman) is doing well these days.


  9. Paddington is one lucky bear! Did I say one? In your house he is “a many” a lucky bear. From the story of the Waite’s window Paddington to Tracey Cooper’s poem to the bread pudding recipe to the “beary” cute pictures – this is such a great post, Jama! You never cease to amaze me. =)
    P.S. How does Mr. Cornelius feel about all the Paddingtons standing in the window?


    1. Mr. Cornelius is a bit jealous of all the attention the Paddingtons have been getting recently. He thinks he should have his own movie too.

      Thanks for coming by to read and visit, Bridget :).


  10. Lucky Paddingtons…my nana made the most glorious bread and butter pudding, but we ate it with raspberry jam. Now I’m yearning fro a plateful again, Jama, with the marmalade of your recipe. There is such warm comfort to dear old Paddington!


  11. Jama, your site is so filled with childlike wonder reminding me of my children’s days with their bears. We had two beautiful Christmas bears that were given to my children when they were very small. I just found them in the attic this Christmas and hope that someday my daughter will have children to pass the bears on to for their holidays. Your bears look so chummy together. I wonder if anyone of them is interested in writing a winter whispering poem and signing it with their paw print. That would be a conversational piece for sure.


    1. Glad you saved those Christmas bears! They are patiently waiting for the time when they can make friends with new children. 🙂

      I’ll ask the bears if any of them would like to write a poem.


  12. You have entirely TOO MUCH FUN with these posts, don’t you? Nah, never too much! Thank you for always providing such a lovely world for your readers to escape to, Jama. My favorite line in the whole thing: “But like all good bears, they are patient and willing to wait.” So true. And today I must reward all my patient furry friends with marmalade.


  13. Oh dear! Are there any Paddington’s left in the shops? 🙂 We’re still waiting for Paddington to show up in our theatre. He’s dreadfully tardy! 😦 Your bread pudding looks wonderful, Jama, and as luck would have it, last week a dear friend dropped off two pints of orange marmalade she had just made. I’m off to get some Hawaiian bread. Thanks for the recipe, and I do enjoy your writing, especially about one of my favorite bears!



    1. Homemade marmalade? Lucky you! Enjoy the bread pudding and I hope the movie comes to your neighborhood soon. Can’t imagine why Paddington’s been tardy (maybe too much window sitting). 🙂

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  14. What an awesome story and poem about the Paddington in the window. Love!!! And I adore the crowd of bears. And although I’m sure the bears disagreed, I’d have cut the jam down a bit too.


    1. I’m glad I cut back a tad on the marmalade. There was just enough flavor in the bread pudding without it being too overpowering.


    1. It’s been so cold here it’s hard to imagine it’s quite the opposite in your part of the world! Enjoy the bread pudding if you decide to make it :).


  15. The sticky bread looks delicious…especially with that ice cream on top. I can see why there was a near riot amongst the bear clan. Your posts are always such a delight!


  16. Haha I can feel my inner Paddington fan emerging – I just want a hug from that bear 😛
    Love your pudding – may I please join your cutie pie tea party?

    Choc Chip Uru


    1. You’re always welcome to join our tea parties! I wish I could see that bear and get a hug from him too. Apparently he changes his outfits sometimes according to the weather. 🙂


  17. Now that is a whole LOT of joyful furry friends right there. No wonder you always cook up a frenzied tasty storm with such adorable permanent houseguests. The poem you just shared made me wistful. I haven’t had a chance to watch Paddington yet – hopefully very soon! 🙂


    1. Thanks, Karen. Glad you enjoyed the post. Paddingtons waiting on the windowsill is one thing, having to supply them with marmalade sandwiches 3 times daily is quite another. 🙂

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