As a kid, I loved playing with colors. We’d get up early morning and get ready for the festival. Friends from the neigbourhood will come home and paint you in the same color. Ofcourse, in the beginning it was hard to recoganise who is who but we somehow used to recoganise each other eventually. But…
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The Food of Gods: The Sweet History of Chocolate
Reading about the history of chocolate without giving in to tingling tastebuds and a growing restlessness to hear the unwrapping of a chocolate bar, is about as difficult as not thinking of an elephant precisely when you’re told to not think of an elephant. It requires self- restraint to the point of insanity, especially when…
