For whatever reason, C6 really wanted to make some pink beans and honey. Sounded unpleasant to me, but I promised she could make something for a potluck we were going to Sunday night. We didn't have time for the potluck, but the next night she had to make this.
Q4 saw that C6 was cooking and wanted to join in. Hers was especially gross. She didn't even eat it.
I obliged both of them, however, and took a bite of each. The beans were eatible, but the cheese, sugar, milk, water thing ... not so much.
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