Mum used to make me a special breakfast concoction when I was small. She said it was good for me and would make me strong and healthy but I hated it. I would roll it in my mouth from side to side before swallowing it. It usually took a whole morning before I finished the stuff. It was a test of patience for both Mum and my amah. And what's the secret recipe? Raw egg beaten into a glass of milk.
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