Condensed milk

When I was young, my mother would sometimes—as a treat—let us have some evaporated (condensed) milk. It was served in the kinds of places you’d expect cream to be served—on top of pies, that sort of thing. I’m not sure why my family used evaporated milk instead of cream. Maybe we couldn’t afford cream? Maybe it was a health issue? Whatever the reason, the evaporated milk was carefully rationed out as if it were cream.