I've been searching for this for 20 years.I remember being at my Nona‘s house and she had given me a tub of this sweet treat- i didn't know what it was and my english was a bit limited at the time and had no idea what to call it nor could i recognize what my Nona called it. I just remembered it was like yogurt, but without the fermented milk flavor lingering. It had a pretty yellow cream color with the best vanilla flavor I ever had. It blew me away. I recently rediscovered it in Portugal along with the beloved Guarana soda. I’m now calling it Danona in honor of her.
the formally independent (recently acquired by studio movie grill LOL) River Oaks Theatre was a place where i saw so many beautiful movies and seeing this one rlly sutck with me! twas a feast for the eyes
It's not that gratifying competing in a global market, nor does it tie local communities together. Depending on one another on a local level generates a connection that many long for.
Absolutely undefeated vibes when one wears the highest frequency clothing. I have a bad day if I wear synthetic clothing for too long or sleep in synthetic bed sheets. Petrol textile is not it.
