For Christmas, Fawn and her parents got me a rice milk maker. It also makes soy milk, tofu, mung bean milk, and nut milk.
It was one of those true Christmas surprises because I had never said, "You know, Fawn, we should get a rice milk maker." In fact, I had never even really thought about it. No blatant suggestions. No subtle hints. In fact, I hadn't consciously thought about rice makers since Fawn had suggested we get one several months ago. She was quite enthusiastic about the idea at the time.
The present conjured up fond old family memories of Christmases past - like when my dad bought my mum a garage door opener and promptly had it installed on the side of the garage where he parked his car. I, briefly, questioned who the gift was really for.
Fawn and her mom experimented with the device, churning out rice milk and oatmeal-rice milk and peanut milk and soy milk. The latest experiment was with cashews.
I took a mug of the cashew juice and warmed it up in the microwave. When I tasted it, the flavour could best be described as bland. It had a distinct non-flavour.
Hmmm, I wondered, What could I add to give this nut milk some flavour?
Salt goes well with nuts, I reasoned. I added some salt.
Honey goes well with nuts, too!
I added some honey.
I tell ya, a little bit of salt and a little bit of honey made the flavour of that cashew milk jump exponentially by a factor of three gazillion and it was delicious! I'm guzzling a mug of it as I write this.
It just goes to show that sometimes the best presents are the ones you didn't even know you wanted.