Dust

So I'm teaching Sarita how to cook and read recipes. She's getting very good at it. Yesterday I gave her a recipe for Apple Crisp and asked her to make it. When I came home, there was a beautiful apple crisp in a clear glass pan waiting for us. But later when I looked at it again, I noticed a rather thick layer of white on the bottom.

"What's that white stuff on the bottom, Sarita?" I asked.

"Oh, Madam, the recipe said to dust the bottom of the pan with flour. So I did."

Of course. In Delhi dust accumulates at an alarming rate. So why wouldn't she think dusting the bottom of the pan with flour meant putting a thick layer of it down! Gotta love Delhi. Fortunately I'm stepping back and laughing more than raging these days.