#210 ~ The Bufala

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Bufala is the name of my future second child. Of course it goes without saying that my future first-born will be named Ubuntu. But I digress. 

Bufala is also yummeh. Another one for our Shit We Ate series.


This is a dish from Margherita which is called Something Something Bufala. I recommend it. And now, here's an episode from That Jeddah Podcast, which you should listen to just to get a hint of what I sound like when I speak British. CLICK HERE NAO.

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  1. DimaAugust 3, 2011 at 7:02 AM

    It's mozzarella di Bufala, but it's even more delicious when melted..*drools*

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