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Banga
Wednesday, September 9, 2009Balanan
Every household has that ubiquitous banga, a clay jar (by the see-though bamboo sink) that is used to store drinking water. In the mountains where Grandpa lives, there was no running water. Water was drawn from a well, located a few kilometers away from the cluster of houses. They store water in these jars to cool it. It has a very distinct taste, maybe a taste of moss here or green algae there, growing at the bottom. It gives the water such character, and it was a taste like no other.
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