All kinds of greed enters my body when I am faced with this stuff, you guys. The rich flavor. The brightness. The textures. The sauce dripping down my hand as I shovel it in. Hail to the Kafta, I do. Continue reading
All kinds of greed enters my body when I am faced with this stuff, you guys. The rich flavor. The brightness. The textures. The sauce dripping down my hand as I shovel it in. Hail to the Kafta, I do. Continue reading