I went to my doctor on Monday with complaints of knee pain. He sent me home with anti-inflammatory medication and with advice to lose weight. He said the extra pounds that surreptitiously crept at me this past year are placing undue pressure on my lower extremities and most probably caused my sprained knee.
So, yeah. The yema balls I’ve been popping into my mouth one every minute this last hour and half are definitely not helping my cause. Made purely of sugar, eggs and condensed milk, yeah, these sweet nuggets are just plain sinful. Woe to my expanding girth and overburdened feet. Imagine luscious custard centers and melt-in-your mouth caramel shells, how can I resist?