Sometimes what i am introduced to isn't even new...sometimes its the same thing made of the same ingredients done a totally different way. Isn't that amazing? how the same scents that carried into my room from my mothers frying pan on a Sunday morning can be done and taste so different by someone elses mother down the street, carrying with it stories from different countries and cultures from different parts of the world?
i love it.
We had bakes (maybe I'll do a how to sometime let me know if you're interested to see how we do it here) and Tea on a veranda as the Sunset.
The next time i went back we had her mother's home made salmosas!
i love appreciating culture and embracing differences. How do you get to appreciate cultural diversity where you're from?
Peace. Love. Diversity