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Making myself at home at pit stop #1 and home #2.  Baby Kevin has a lot to say these days (except when he's watching The Lego Movie).  And so does 奶奶.  I've already sat through endless lectures about how to find a boyfriend and the dangers of being a girl and the dangers of being a girl in a quiet family neighborhood, etc etc etcetcetcetc...ahhhhhhh.  All of which I only half understand - the Chinese vocab is a little under used.  And my patience for ridiculous lectures is wearing thin.

The last time we were all gathered in NC, Dad brought home pound cake because he can't control himself, so I made French toast for the kids.  Pound cake French toast is probably the most delicate thing I've ever eaten for breakfast.  If you're gonna be lazy about French toast... just use pound cake.  It doesn't even have to be dry or stale.

That peach and coconut tart carried on through quite a few more meals.  After I had picked all the peach slices off, it got too boring to eat it as it was.  (i.e. The crust was what I stuffed into my breads.)

I liked the way the coconut cream slowly melted over the stack of hot toasts like butter.  Watching it was food porn as food porn is meant to be seen.  It's the sweet equivalent of runny yolk.  And what goes better with coconut milk than lime and ginger.  So tropical, right?  And French toast must have some element of fruit.  Since the pound cake itself almost hurts my sweet-sensitive teeth, I passed on jam or compote or the like and made a stone fruit (minus cherries... sad... cherries weren't $1.99/lb at this point yet) and blackberry salad with homemade ginger simple syrup and lime juice.
I'm wildly obsessed with white peaches.  So's Alfred - he'll actually venture to the basement by himself, retrieve a peach, and wash and eat it all on his own.  Wanna know a little quirk of my baby cousin, too?  He eats a peach until the first sight of the pit and stops immediately.  "I've reached the black part!"  Why don't you slice it up and take out the pit?  He doesn't like the sight of the flesh around the pit either.  So cute.

And there is the perfect bite.

Fresh and tart and light and creamy and fruity and three kinds of sweetness all at once.  Fantastic.