Fri 17 Oct, 2014 10:01 pm
Please complete this story...
As soon as i tasted food in the dhaba i was reminded of a delicacy that was cooked by my grandma,many year back.Her death had taken with it the secret of that one special ingredient in the dish,of which only she was aware...This tasted so much like...
... someone else's homework that I was unable to continue.
old shoelaces, I decided to seek out the famed oracle of Hyderabad. Unfortunately, the oracle had migrated to Hawaii and left no forwarding-address.
I was left with, but one option - I had to become the greatest hairdresser in all of India.
To be continued...
lemon rinds, taken from the garbage two days after being discarded. I made a funnel cake, with them in the batter, and won a blue ribbon.
... the urine of the sacred meerkat, filtered through yak wool and stored for a hundred years in a mountain cave.