When I was a child, growing up with my Portuguese immigrant parents, my mother used to make something called papas for us (herself, my Dad, and I). I believe the closest possible translation of papas to English is porridge. Although I am giving it the name porridge, please don't confuse papas for a breakfast food. No, it was more an indulgence that could be eaten any time of the day. It was almost dessert-like...eaten hot with a sprinkling of ground cinnamon on top; the ultimate comfort food...