Deep down, I still feel connected to the little girl that’s inside of me. I still make whoopie dances when I am happy. I bare my teeth in mock consternation – a habit picked up from kiddie friend of mine…
Cleaning out my pantry a couple of days back, I came across two cans of evaporated milk whose shelf life was about to get evaporated. Wracking my brain as to how to use both of them, I decided to make…