Pudding
June 17, 2007
I tried to make tapioca pudding tonight, and it wouldn’t congeal. And then I thought maybe it was a metaphor for my life, and things would never come together how I imagined or planned. And then I realized that life is all about the unexpected, loosey goosey randomness that all just works out in the end. So then, I put my tapioca soup in the fridge happily, and thought about what a fun word tapioca is to say. Tapioca.
With that said, I should be moving to China at the end of August, and possibly have more exciting things to post about than tapioca.
I think it’s very appropriate that the tapioca did indeed congeal by morning, securing your philosophical mumblings and pleasing taste buds throughout. Now, let’s move to that cheesecake and justify its consumption in dizzying quantities.