
My brother asked me why I am blogging. I thought of it. And I think it’s because I want to share what I see, experience, and go through. Plus with my glaucoma... a record of the beautiful and ugly that I have gone through, so that my son and daughter can see what I have seen, to understand who and why I am. Welcome. Numbers 6:23-26
Friday, July 10, 2009
Runny Stinky Cheese
One of the things i tried when I was in India, at the hotel, was these selection of Italian and French runny stinky cheese. Now I understand why some 'Mat Salleh" cant stand our durian. Some of the cheese were bland in taste but stank, others had some better taste, if you could bear to hold it to your mouth.. and the aftertaste lingers.. for a loooong time.

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