Also Understanding Vanilla

When my brother suggested after a couple hours of scripting language madness yesterday that we stop by Rice To Riches, he promised that I'd like it so much I'd post about it: and sure enough. It's a tiny little cafe all done up in translucent white and orange plastic, and it sells only rice pudding. And bottled water too, I guess, but the big deal here is definitely the rice pudding: twenty four flavors of it, from Coffee Crackdown to Strawberry Floozy. Now, I'm not generally a rice pudding kind of gal: I do not believe there has been a morning that saw me waking up with a hunger for rice pudding that just would not be denied. But this was some pretty fantastic rice pudding, and since it's not too far from NYU, I'll probably be back.