That’s homemade chocolate peanut butter walnut pudding in the bottom and Chantilly, or “Proof of God’s Love” on top.
There was a lull between the extreme activity of the morning and more to come in the evening, and the girls and I were home alone for a bit. “We’re having a literary pudding with Chantilly party,” I announced.
I put the beaters and bowl in the freezer as we gathered our books – mine was Jane and Prudence; Rebekah chose War and Peace with which she is currently at peace; and Hannah brought The Three Musketeers – judging by her continual exclamations and laughter, that’s one I’ll have to read.
Mixing about a cup of heavy whipping cream with about a tablespoon of honey, a tablespoon of rice syrup, a pinch of salt, and a squirt of vanilla (well, maybe two squirts) I mixed a very short time and had stiff peaks of heavenly Chantilly.
It really is all in a name. Take reading to the balcony on a cool evening and call it a literary party. Put whipped cream on pudding and call it Chantilly. Proof of Love.