Really, I’m very surprised that we haven’t had any yogurt related incidences before now. The Flammanator and I play fast and loose with the laws of yogurt refrigeration. Don’t judge us- that’s just how it goes when you stay in hostels without a kitchen in countries with such scrumptious flavours of yogurt. And we do what we can to keep them by windows. Coconut is my favourite, but even over here it’s as rare as a four leaf clover. Larissa really goes for a nice peach and passion fruit. Anyway, the disaster had nothing to do with our failure to follow proper chilling etiquette and everything to do with the fact that we carry these flimsy containers in our bags which get a bit tossed around. YOGURT EVERYWHERE!!! It was one of the little guys with the foil lids that work excellently as a makeshift spoon but not so well as an impenetrable barrier against the stem of an apple. It was, ironically, apple cinnamon yogurt that ended up all over the contents of Flam’s bag. Although, a stroke of luck kept her camera safe from harm. If you think this misfortune is going to convince us to change our ways, you are incorrect. The worst part was the waste of a perfectly good yogurt.
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