Every year, Anand mocks the orange in the toe of the stocking, but every year, he eats it with delight. Oranges in the dead of winter are still a small miracle, in northern climes at least.
Every year, Anand mocks the orange in the toe of the stocking, but every year, he eats it with delight. Oranges in the dead of winter are still a small miracle, in northern climes at least.