Ishaan sniffs the air with a sense of panic.
‘What’s that smell?’ he wails, ever alert to yucky smells of any sort. ‘It smells like vomit!’
I sniff and declare that it’s ghee. The kids of course have no idea what ‘ghee’ is, so I begin to explain.
‘When cream forms on milk, it’s taken out and cooked till it becomes…’
‘Vomit,’ a self-assured three-year old voice proclaims.
Game over. I retire to my corner and try not to breathe too deeply.