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It is Friday, and Friday is about Mango meadows and Robusta. With the pouring rains, every self respecting potato, wraps itself in flour and jumps right into the hot oil… can you smell it? here I am harate…Kaapi and golibhaje on.(ie is gossip, coffee, and golibhaje). It must be something about Friday, which evokes the… Continue Reading →
