So, what do you think this white, waxy thing is? A candle? A temple offering? Soap, perhaps?
Nay, this is how we buy our yoghurt here in Nepal. Most stores sell them, although I don’t want to know where they get them from. The yoghurt (or curd, as it’s known here) is served in a disposable, hand made ceramic jar. The taste?
We’ll have to get back to you on that one . . .
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