Angie: Oh no. You’re going to try to make a soufflé again, aren’t you?
Clara: My mum’s soufflé, yeah. Although this time I will get it right. This time I will be soufflé girl.
Artie: How can it be your mum’s soufflé if you’re making it?
Clara: Because, Artie, it’s like my mum always said, “The soufflé isn’t the soufflé. The soufflé is the recipe.”
Angie: Was your mum deep on puddings?
Clara: She was a great woman.