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There are certain novels that have to be savored on your tongue like the frozen custard at Goodberry’s or the sweetened condensed milk drizzled Ro-tii in a country you wonder if you’ll ever see again. Homemade chocolate truffles. Your grandmother’s angel biscuits. Fresh-picked strawberries, warm from the sun. There are tastes we savor in theContinue reading “Kiran Desai – The Inheritance of Loss”