With every lick and twirl of my tongue I tasted the saltiness of my own blood. It wasn't pleasant. It felt acidic. I had had an injury from a fall resulting in deep cuts on my lips outward and inwards. The bleeding had been immense, and continued even after the lips were joined together at … Continue reading I tasted blood!
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Rasam
The tamarind turns the trend Rasam is a South Indian blend Serve it as a warm beverage Or add it to the rice for the taste Sikiladi