Risa invited us over for a birthday celebration this evening. We ended up eating at home due to William's friend being over and so on, but we arrived and had a great time. Rebecca brought traditional English Christmas pudding and made custard for it. William tried it and liked it (although it didn't really seem like the sort of thing he'd like, I believe his "like" came out of his interest in British culture more than the actual taste). The only casualty was Risa cutting her finger on a lobster while putting away left overs.