First, let me establish some context. We probably eat more rice than your average American family (especially the last year or so) because we probably have more candida issues running amuck in our household than your average American family. Yesterday we reached a new milestone, though. It was our first official McLeran Rice Day.
If we'd known ahead of time, we would have hung out banners or something, but it only started to dawn on us about noon as I was pulling out a tub of Kozy Shack rice pudding for dessert . . . to go with our leftovers lunch (which for the kids was a rice-based casserole) . . . after a Rice and Shine (rice grits) breakfast. As I started to see the culinary pattern forming in our day, I thought, "Maybe I should do something besides the fish, rice, and veggies I had planned for this evening." Then I decided to bask in the glory of the accomplishment rather than avoid it. After all, I doubt there are too many other American kids that have eaten rice at every meal and even for dessert. What a claim to fame!
