Koshari Express
Last night, for
dinner, we had an Egyptian dish. Can you guess which? (Hint- It starts with “Ko” and ends with “shari”
) Of course! It was koshari!
It consisted of
rice, macaroni, noodles, chick peas and lentils topped with small chicken
pieces. The noodles were cut into pieces (some people might think this is a weird
combination but it is not. )
It was delicious
but kind of heavy and was a beautiful combination with a sauce like salsa.
Some of Dad’s colleagues
are Egyptians and sometimes they buy koshari , that is how we came to know about
it. We had it from a restaurant called “Koshari Express”.
We gobbled all of
it up and washed it down with a bottle of ‘Mirinda’.
I remember that 2
years back in 5th grade, one of our teacher’s told us that Pepsi and
other fizzy drinks were very harmful for us and they could cut our intestine.
Well, that did the
trick. Whenever we had Pepsi, I always gave it the evil eye and refused to
drink it.
My parents assured
me that nothing was going to happen to me or my intestine and that I would be
perfectly safe, because :
- We drink Pepsi only sometimes
- We always share one bottle between 3 of us
So, now, I have no
fear of fizzy drinks.
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