Grandma's milk with rice

Mom made rice for dinner yesterday and Martin had the brilliant idea of making milk with rice. The last time I had the tasty dessert was when grandma had prepared it. I remember coming home from school and sensing the familiar sweet, milky scent from the door. She always had them ready in little glass bowls sprinkled with cinnamon. The pleasure I took in dipping a spoon into the soft rice, while it was still hot and savouring every single bite.