Trifle

I've been calling M. about once a week to get a beloved recipe from my childhood and figure out how to make it on my own. I made trifle, which was surprisingly easy, though mine was much less picturesque than the ones I remember, mostly because I don't own an enormous glass dish to make it in. Plastic tupperware for the grad student version!

This post's theme word: deckle, "the ragged edge of paper" or the machine that makes it. Cool. There's another large, messy project I'd love to have a backyard to perform: recycling my own paper. I remember doing it in second grade, and having it be very messy and unsatisfactory paper. I bet I could do better now -- I have better hand-eye coordination and planning skills.