I can recall my mother-on-law having a large bowl of (not banana pudding but rather) strawberry pudding. I believe she even picked the small strawberries from her garden. Life was hard on the farm, but the food was good.
I had never heard of strawberry pudding until I met her. Let’s just say that she set the bar pretty high.
On a separate note, I used to subscribe to the magazine all-things southern, Southern Living. I saw a recipe in it once for Banana Pudding Pie. I love bananas, but since I used the last in the house to make some banana bread, I decided to switch things up and try strawberries in the pie instead. I think of it as homage to my MIL.
The photo does not do it justice. It was good. I was not able to slice my pie because I did not wait for it to cool, so instead I scooped it up and just ate as though it were simply strawberry pudding.