Almonds. They remind me of an entire childhood ritual spent eating 5 peeled almonds daily in the morning that were soaked overnight. They remind me of my pet who I would pamper by feeding him 2-3 of them daily and he would gleefully chew on them as if they were made of rubber. Almonds also remind me of that Kashmiri vendor who would come to Delhi every winters to sell Cashmere shawls and bring me almonds
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You are the orange of my summer You are the lime of my prime With you the fizz of spring pops up With you the crunch of nuts crack up
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It’s funny how taste buds and perspectives change when you shift to another city or country. When I came to Dubai, I was that snooty guy from Delhi who knew his food very well, had that air of pride that he had sampled the whole of Delhi.
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