Spotted
"Ooh, this is new," Kurt says, glancing at the plate that Blaine proudly carries to the dinner table. "Are those raisins?"
"Golden raisins, yup!" Blaine grins widely, setting the plate on the table and going to fetch forks. "This thing was pretty annoying to make, you have to steam it for an hour. But I think it's gonna be worth it, tell me what you think!"
Kurt nods and accepts the fork from Blaine, who finally sits down, looking at him with excited, wide eyes.
"Come on, try it!"
He stabs it with his fork, finding the dough fluffy and easy to cut through; before bringing the forkful to his mouth he asks, "What is this thing called anyways?"
"It's called Spotted Dick!" says Blaine, and Kurt nearly chokes on a raisin.
He has to admit, it's really good- sweet and perfectly made, but- "Really, Blaine?"
"It's a traditional British dessert, you can look it up," says Blaine innocently.
"You spent an hour steaming a muffin just for its name?"
"Maaaaybe," he smiles at Kurt, who rolls his eyes.
"You're incredibly silly, and I hope you know that," Kurt sighs, and takes another bite of Dick. "You know what we have got to do?"
"What?"
"Give it to Santana and wait for her to say it's delicious before telling her its name."