Cooking Lessons

Pui has been wandering over to Mike's and Riza's house for occasional cooking lessons from Riza.

Yesterday's effort was custard. Pui's attempt was oh-so-sadly mistaken. How it arrived at a grayish-purple color, I will never know. However, the color was in keeping with the taste: If grayish-purple has a definitive taste, it is to be found in Pui's custard.

But it warms my heart to see her making the attempt, and although I laughed and gagged at her latest assignment, I also gave her my deepest gratitude for the sentiment that went into its preparation. (And Maid Go had no problem digging right into the greyish-purple flan and ate the whole miscreation with a big smile on her face.)