Eleanor and I made banana pudding today. I let her stir at the stove for the first time. I explained that water was thin and ketchup was thick. We were slowly stirring the milk and eggs and sugar and so on until it becomes thick. Then we pour it over the sliced banana’s and push the cookies in.
Eleanor hates the sound that the stand mixer makes. I love the merangue, however, so I run it anyway. She watched with me as the fluffiness got all toasty. We’re going to share it tomorrow with family and friends.
What Elly took from our cooking adventure today was FICK. Pudding got fick. The blanket at bedtime was fick. What gets fick? Why did the pudding get fick?
Fick. Love it.
