As soon as I had one sip I felt something weird. The drink looked so lovely with ice crushed in it, he served the shake in big beer mugs. The other day PK was craving for his Chikoo shake, he bought frozen Chikoo from Indian store & decided to make it. We haven’t tried it yet, I don’t think any powder mixed with milk can taste like Chikoo shake but Mum said she has tried it & she liked it that’s why she has sent it to us. Oh and you remember Mum and Dad sent us parcel from India for our birthdays, my Mum sent us a packet of Chikoo shake but in dry form. I had a pic as well of PK eating his plate of Chikoo but couldn’t find it on my phone, maybe I lost it □ I think we ate Chikoo almost every day either in the form of Chikoo shake or just a cut fruit. Whenever my Mum spotted any Chikoo-wala on road, she used to scream “Stop” “Stop” & my Dad used to be shocked like what happened? Why are you screaming? Mum used be like – Oh I saw nice Chikoos with that Chikoo-wala, we have to buy for PK. When we were in India last time, that is during my sister’s wedding, Chikoos were in full season. If you will ask PK what is his favorite fruit, he will reply in a micro second – “Chikoooooo” If you don’t know then google it, it’s also called ‘sapodilla’ which sounds very funny to me, as if it’s some loose snake’s name in hindi □ Oh and you know if you will ask him his favorite vegetable, he will say “Bitter-gourd” I know. Before you read any further please try saying “Chipkoo Chikoo” continuously 15 times □
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