Dear Kid,

Nobody does banana pudding like southerners. And last night for dinner we went to a BBQ place that excels at banana pudding (and brisket and BBQ and crazy good side dishes).

As far as I can tell, the recipe for their banana pudding is to gather all the Yum in the world, mix it with banana pudding, bananas, ‘Nilla Wafers, and probably Cool Whip.

Yes, I had seconds.

Prior to the World’s Best Banana Pudding, I had BBQ chicken (which meant half a bird), corn bread (with jalapenos), and a baked potato the size of Montana. Meanwhile, other people in our group were doing the All You Can Eat approach to BBQ.

My conclusion so far on this trip is that there is a lot of food in Dallas.

Certainly, a great deal of food has literally thrown itself in front of me in the last 24 hours or so. (Did I mention the seconds on the banana pudding?)

A person in our group came up with the term “pre-redundancy” last night. As in to be redundant but before the thing you’re being redundant about has happened or been said. It is an excellent term that should certain work its way into the lexicon of everyone (but probably won’t).

Last night it was used in conversation around the idea of teaching (adult learners do well with repetition and therefore pre-redundancy is useful).

Today, breakfast is pre-redundant.

Doesn’t mean I won’t be helping myself to a lovely start of the day (and coffee).

Unfortunately, there probably won’t be any banana pudding.

Love, Mom