Custard apples and long green vegetables displayed on a wooden market table

There was a time I would NOT eat drumsticks/moringa and positively detested custard apples. Just between you and me, I judged people who enjoyed them. I was convinced they had been dropped on their head by their mothers, repeatedly. Hence their mental faculties were irreparably damaged. One sympathized, of course, but one didn’t fret over […]

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