If I have a flat full of cyclists, you’ll find a large bowl of home-made rice pudding in my fridge. It’s instant comfort food and can easily double as a quick and nourishing breakfast before a long ride. Pretty much everyone loves it because it evokes fond childhood memories. My husband claims it’s one of the few dishes his mother used to cook well. Frankly I doubt it as, like cigarettes, her cooking carries a government health warning! Continue reading →