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Sometimes I am walking downstairs when I smell it. The scent of spices on the air. And that's when I know it's daal for dinner. I head into the kitchen and ask if I can help prepare the feast.

I cook rice, chop potatoes, and flip roti. And when everything is done, we sit down to eat.

By Isla

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