I came back from a long day hungry as hell and I didn’t know what was going to be on the table. Late in the afternoon I could smell the Machboos Laham from my room, I wanted to follow the cent right then to the table, I was smelling the rice.

My brain functionality is at the lowest point, I need sustenance, and devouring what was in front of me is all I thought about. Then after all that having some mangoes for desert was perfect.