Whenever 1 feel lonely, I have a secret recipe that never fails: rice, milk and sugar, cooked low and slow. No matter how bad my mood is, that perfect combination is always enough to lift my spirits. Sometimes the smell alone can do the trick, not to mentionthe lovely     1     flavor, which works like a time machine immediately    2     me back to my sunny childhood. With pleasure, I remember the lazy Sunday afternoons I used to spend in the warmth of my grandma's flat, listening to her wonderfu tories and     3     eating bowl after bowl of her delicious rice pudding.I take my time over every     4     gently rolling the silky dessert around my mouth and enjoying the perfect     5     of rice and milk. Before I know it, I'm happy again.