Mummy Says Not Too Much!
Black pepper and I have a strange relationship. I remember when we first met. Mum introduced it to me in a sachet when I was a little girl. She opened it for me to taste and left me unsupervised. When she came back, it was nearly finished. I had tasted it first and it was bitter but nice. I had an unusually sweet tooth but this was the one bitter thing I could take willingly. Just a little more, and a little more. . . till the sachet was nearly gone. Till today, my mummy still monitors my pepper intake. We both know what would happen otherwise.