“Ooooh Angel Delight,” my husband intones. “We grew up eating it.” I’d never even heard of Angel Delight before I arrived here and its popularity speaks to the British penchant for blancmange, which is kind of like pudding, kind of like aspic, kind of like Cool Whip and kind of like nothing else I’ve everContinue reading “Making Angel Delight, a truly British dessert”
