One likely reason why Kainaz Messman Harchandrai was popular in school was the hoard of handmade chocolates she would bring to distribute among her teenaged classmates. Her mother Kamal, a home caterer, used to whip these up with cocoa, icing sugar, butter, and lavish splashes of rum. There was “so much alcohol in the old-fashioned candy” that afterwards, in the maths period, the numbers would dance. “We would hardly follow the class,” she reminisces, with a giggle.
Kainaz and her sister Tina grew up in an enticingly aromatic environment. Her mother sold those heady rum chocolates and chocolate orange mousse cakes