Someone gave me some dates which Muslims ate before breaking fast.
They were ripe and crushed. And covered with some caramelly stuff. The dates were not too sweet and they were simply delectable and gorgeous.
I had so much joy eating it.
Then I was told this was from a royal farm in the middle east where, apparently, the royals ate such dates when they broke fast.
OMG!
I think I have earned the "Royal" part of my moniker His Royal Highnes The Supreme Bitch. At last!
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