This isn’t a recipe — just what Francis was cooking up for me tonight. He’d stir it up, and then take a big “sip” from his wooden spoon. We ask him if it’s yummy, and he nods his head solemnly and says “da” (you’d think he’s Russian, but that’s how he says “yes”).
I then wanted to go photograph his creation, and he was very intrigued (and of course wanted to help).
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