Wednesday, 27 June 2012

No school, like the old school

Was at my mothers when I decided to chop me up a fruit salad. Now we grew up eating our fruit salads sprinkled with ground cumin and salat. So I put my brother to work using am old school pestle and mortar. Mum brought this back when she was visiting family in India.

No electric needed, and a decent workout.

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