This Saturday the gang had decided to do a Chinese take-away food Christmas meal — something that probably should become a tradition — but when I arrived, Peter Grant surprised me by handing me a jar of Peppadew peppers.
It is always so comforting when we get a true taste of home and not someone's "imagination" of what it's supposed to be like. The smells, the tastes the mouth feels, it's all a part of the magic that allows us to time travel, if only for a moment.
It is always so comforting when we get a true taste of home and not someone's "imagination" of what it's supposed to be like. The smells, the tastes the mouth feels, it's all a part of the magic that allows us to time travel, if only for a moment.
Oooh! Pickled peppadews? Yum!