Today’s prompt is to write a poetic review.
Curd Rice
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways –
I love thee as the perfect palate cleanser
Between courses in a meal,
The ultimate finale to them all.
I love thee as my meal itself,
With tadka, with pomegranate,
Or the simplicity in plain serving,
I love thee on plates,
In bowls,
And from banana leaves,
In English,
In Kannada,
In Tamil, and Hindi – even in tongues I don’t speak,
I love thee across continents,
Europe, the Americas, and
Africa too
I’ll find you to in Antarctica if I had to,
Mosaranna, I love you.
Tejas Rao 
Oh God!! Once I mistook curd rice for kheer… While I like curd rice, not with tadka (just curd and rice)… That one was so bad, so bad and I had piled my plate with it cause I thought it was kheer. 🙈🙈🙈😂
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Hahahaha! I can only imagine what you’ve gone through.
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It was terrible… Plus I hate throwing food, so I ate it all. 😂😂
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Hahahahaha
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I guess that’s an incident worth writing a poem about… I hope you won’t be offended by how much I hated your favorite dish at that moment. I’ll post it in a few days maybe.🤪😂😂🤗
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