Monday, February 20, 2006


Also in the world of eating -

Almost every Sunday I make a big pot of what may be the best rice pudding in the world (email me if you want the recipe, for I will not share it outside la familia). It bubbles away for about 45 minutes, filling the house with a heady miasma of cinnamon-scented steam.

When it was done, I was still stirring and Alexis plunked down a bowl next to me, raised a finger for silence and said in a booming voice:
"Pile them high at Waterloo!"

She said her statement reflected multiple deep meanings, but I think she really just wanted pudding.