It had dubious local bands belting out Tamil hits, Elvis Presley and Christmas-y songs.
It had home-made wines and home-made pork and saunas, those spongy cousins of idles, best suitHome-made food was the leading feature of the Holy Ghost fair.
She is a dale-and-rice girl and a moody eater, making her an over-eager mother
Earlier, she was often touchy about going to a restaurant or situation with a lack
No one is judged by what they want to eat.
There was already a run on their stall, and the grilling process appeared jolly—
This meant I had to cook, which I don’t mind.
Our fridge is often kept empty on the weekends, and that makes me fire up my stop
I am lucky to have a family that agrees.
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