One of the many great things about this recipe is just how few ingredients you need to make it. As only someone who is really just an old lady at heart would do. So I immediately did something that only old ladies do.I went and bought prunes. and I were even fighting over the last bite). Much to my surprise, it was delicious (the Mr. Stewed prunes! And because it was topped with marscapone (and only because), I couldn't say no (heck, if someone topped paper shreds with marscapone, I probably wouldn't say no.I love the stuff!). We were out to dinner at a favorite restaurant (this was years ago now, in one of our old neighborhoods in New York) and you’ll never believe what a server recommend as their most popular dessert. But then, just like that, the prunes stewed their way back into my life. Suffice it to say I was all too happy to leave stewed prunes in the past of my childhood.
You see, growing up, my Mom would make a variation of stewed prunes and would then “force” us to eat it on things like yogurt and oatmeal. But don't hate it til you've ate it (or at least until you've read through the entire post haha) because I’m telling you these stewed prunes are melt-in-your-mouth buttery, carmel-y, warm, spiced, cozy, decadent goodness and once you try them, I swear, you won’t be able to get enough of them. Prunes? Is this lady nuts? I mean, who eats prunes?! (Besides 80 year-old ladies, of course.) Which is what I’m sure you were thinking based off the title alone.
