I got to meet Ahmad recently after a very long time. It was... interesting. Poor guy cried. We reminisced. We sniffed some Betonamu Jinkoh (which he had cooked). He also got to try Ceylon No.1, after which there was a rather long moment of silence. Then he uttered, "jannatul firdaus..."
Poet's poem, @Ensar? He was my prize horse after all.
Any how, I managed to talk him into helping me cure oils. And just today, I also convinced him to help me with grinding wood too! That's the two most annoying steps in the distillation life cycle.
Poet's poem, @Ensar? He was my prize horse after all.
Any how, I managed to talk him into helping me cure oils. And just today, I also convinced him to help me with grinding wood too! That's the two most annoying steps in the distillation life cycle.