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"It's a family heirloom," David said, "But no one used it when I was growing up. Too much effort to prepare." He held out the lidded ceramic jar for Danielle to inspect. She looked in.

"What's this stuff? Some kind of meal?"

David nodded. "My gran said sometimes it's wheat, sometimes corn, sometimes barley. The main thing is, it never runs out."

He poured all the meal into a saucepan ... but moments later the jar was full again.

"Cool! I'll definitely use it!"