Despite the title no-frills dessert, I can’t say that I make this rice pudding all the time. In fact, the last time I had this dessert was when I still called myself a teenager.

As I often move around places where there’s no Chinatown or Asian groceries are scarce (not by choice, of course), black glutinous rice is precious in my eyes. When my friend brought this dessert over to my potluck  party a couple of weeks ago, I was thrilled to reconnect with my teenhood favourite.