The bread pudding ($4.25) at Gugenheim’s (1708 Post Oak Blvd., 622-2773) is something to behold. Served in a plain white bowl, it soars above a mantle of cream like Everest breaking through a ring of cloud. Pure joy. Its effect on me is Everest-like as well: I find myself gasping for air and fighting blackouts. People come from all over to eat this bread pudding, my waitress told me. A slight exaggeration, it turned out. One couple travels from Austin, and another from The Woodlands. But I do understand their passion. Spongy with all that rich cream, it has not only the mandatory raisins, but lots of apple as well. Quite, quite scrumptious!
This article appears in Mar 12-18, 1998.