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Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Children of Owairaka




My mum's uncle has a chiku tree in India. He picks one up and says it's not good yet. He puts the ripe ones inside a bucket and puts it away for two months. After two months he opens it up and says, "now its good." When I go to his house he gives me heaps of them to eat. It's like sugar.




1 comment:

  1. This sounds like it would be very yummy Nahbil. Hugs from Fairy Judy

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