Some of my friends are like Onions...to get to their heart, I have to keep peeling off layers, and shedding copious tears in the process.
Some of my friends are like Garlic....individual, aromatic pods. Have to be taken separately.Preferably one at a time and they do quite well in brine.
Some of my friends are like Ginger...pungent, astringent... and excellent, both salted and sugar candied, and also pickled.
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2 comments:
baba!!!
Lucky I do not have friends!! I never knew friends can be mistaken for food!!
Saved from being eaten!!
you do eat your friends...Not literally.
but they are there with you for long. so gradually, you imbibe them in..
They form the flavours for your life.
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