Oh!!! On my way out I passed by AlMu3alem to buy a Qancha. I saw one of my relatives, an old lady allah yehadeeha, and she peeked into the trolly I was pushing and was confused to find a round stainless steel Qancha. She looks up at me.
"7ag shino hathi?"
"I'm making Maglouba today for fotur."
"Mashallah 3alaich! yegoloon 6aba'7a! "I give her big grin, but then she continues, "Basich bal3a yal ba6a! la te9eereen mithl yaditich allah yer7amha!"
My whole expression crumbles. Ba6a! Ba6a??? ana Ba6a??? My grandmother allah yer7amha, who passed away before I was born, was obese.
"Mshkoora! Hatha min thouqich!" Humph!
However I couldn't stop myself from laughing.