Okay. So, I don’t have much to say, other than a picture speaks multitudes.
Isn’t she a scene stealer? I love her to bits. Here she is making pancakes, which was what the kids had for dinner tonite. She insisted on doing everything, which meant that the children had a lot of misshapen pancakes, but even my son wanted Madhumati’s and not the few that I was able to get a shot at.
And since I don’t think my husband is too much of a “breakfast for dinner” kind of guy, I made a little impromptu desert for him (he is getting other stuff, too). These sweet yeasted pastries are filled with my strawberry jam and ricotta cheese, then glazed with an icing made from confectioner’s sugar, water and homemade orange syrup. My son said after tasting one, “I can’t stand how good these are!”
Both my kids are getting trained up well in regards to all things kitchen. Venumadhava has realized early on in his eating career that flattery will get him everywhere.