11 December 2016

Dill rice

I can smell the dill and rice on my hands and my clothes. I normally don't like the smell of the food on me but dill rice is different.

I am enjoying the smell and let it take me to far far away places, north of Iran, when I was only a young girl. It warms my heart. it takes me back to those Norooz and summer holidays. It reminds me of those family gathering.

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