Recalling Father

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Grape Juice

Today, I poured some grape juice for my sister and the smell reminded me of the grape juice that mom used to make in our house. It was our father's favorite drink, while I preferred the orange drink. Mom also made lemon drink and other varieties as well- all delicious.
Posted by running_on_empty at 8:43 PM

1 comment:

Vishu Gurram said...

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How come you didn't mention Rose Milk?

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October 21, 2009 at 5:44 PM

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