The garlic piece that I have just bitten into is clearing my sinuses, they didn’t need to be cleared but the tears are forming in my eyes from the strength of this little wedge of garlic conveniently hidden in the light green mass of rather pungent in a good way guacamole. It spreads easily on [...]
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