Bill, that does look good, but for my taste I would leave out the brown sugar. A pity to have to wait until the end of lent as now in the cold weather is the time for a bowl. Ah, the sacrifices made.
Reminds me of the old one about the Protestant that converts to Mother church + one Friday the priest is walking by his house + smells steak cooking, he goes around back + sees the guy spooning gravy over the steak while saying over + over, "I'm a Catholic, not a Protestant + this is a fish + not a steak".
Saeed, it's an old joke; told by a jew. But you are correct. I have no need or desire to feel guilt from anything that was done ages past by one of my race.
