The favorite season is autumn, with fresh and cheap fruits and harvests of all kinds of grains. This time of year I buy fresh harvests of rice, black rice, various beans to cook or to make rice, fresh rice to cook and drink, fresh rice to be especially delicious, smelly, rice to eat, and rice to be chosen by the northerners, with red sugar to cook small rice to feed both their stomachs and gas. My daughter's pastries, which I branded her corn, and she likes to eat it, and this time she's made it with no rice, she's got eggs, milk is made of rice with a broken waller, she likes to eat it twice as much as corn paste, she likes to make pizza, and she says, "Mom is making pizza!" She calls this pie pizza, whatever her name is, as long as the kid likes it, as long as Mom doesn't pick out the baby with a snack