After a month in India, after an overload of curries, spices and masalas, and after a 4 hour flight, unsure if I’d be turned away at immigration with a banging headache and a wad of paperwork, I did what any self respecting adventurer would do… I went for the Pork Samurai Burger.
More appetising than the “pork sword gobbler” the bloke on the street was selling.
This blog used to be about nice things.
