It’s safe to say I lost track of how many bowls of Egyptian rice pudding I devoured during those two weeks of Egypt liveaboard trip. At some point, I stopped counting—not out of restraint, but because I didn’t want to know. What…
It’s safe to say I lost track of how many bowls of Egyptian rice pudding I devoured during those two weeks of Egypt liveaboard trip. At some point, I stopped counting—not out of restraint, but because I didn’t want to know. What…
