"What kind of dessert do you want for the Super Bowl Will?”
“I don’t know…
A pie is fine I guess.”
“You don’t seem to be that excited. I could make some cookies or something.”
“Nah.. you made cookies last week. I sort of want something different.”
“I could make something with reeces and brownies and pudding...”
Will whipped his head around and looked straight at me.
“You… you could do that?” he asked, as if to say this talk was sacrilege and simply too wild and crazy.
“Of course!”
(all awestruck) “What’s it called?”
“A trifle.”
He was amazed the rest of the day at the fact that you could combine all his favorite things into one dessert.
I don’t think he got out much as a kid…
Recipe now. Please. You know we have Amish that live near here? They are WILD--for real. I think it is called Rumsrping or something close to that. The Amish kids are let loose and then get to decide for themselves if they want to go back to the community. WILD. and now I want pudding. And Reeses