Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door. ~Emily Dickinson   My sister and I used to babysit a lot when we were teenagers, and one of the perks (other than looking after cute cherubs of course) was scoping out the fridge or pantry.   After our respective babysitting gigs, my sister and I would then compare the loot we snacked on. Me:  They totally had Chef Boyardee. My sister:  Well, I got Twinkies and Dr…. Read more »