If you think that your world has unrealistic cousine.
Those are two sandwiches I made this afternoon.
The left one is with rose jam. Rose, jam. It smells like those skin-care products and stuff it's really weird and it tastes good. But think about it once more - Rose. Jam. Someone grew roses, those pretty flowers, and then put them in a stew and mashed them and turned into a preserve.
Next, the one to the right.
It's a hot pepper jam sandwich.
Hot. Pepper. Jam. It tastes hot as hell and sweet like damn.
It's just wrong for my tongue to taste this. It feels illegal. But those exist.
















