Wednesday, 6 January 2016

Shrimp paste

It had lain in the kitchen cupboard for a long time: a suspiciously brown block - a lump smelling strongly of what it was: shrimp paste. Mum pondered it and told us that had we all been in a concentration camp, she would have mixed a tiny amount of it with rice. In the end she threw the packet away.

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