gorging on them beautiful pepper flecked milagu vadais from Chennai.
I am addicted to them things, which the husband lovingly brought for me from his recent trip.
I can down six of 'em and still not feel satiated. All of the Rujuta Diwekar plus Gym eating right shenanigans are therefore being forsaked. And my good self is not quite enjoying it.
So I asked the husband to put it away in a discreet loctation and hand me one every alternate day when I am particularly needy of my junk fix.
So this morning, after getting breakfast I go into the kitchen to check on groceries that need replenishing and there it was, sitting pretty, my milagu vadais. Sigh(!!!), so much for discreet.
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