There used to be a fast food shop called Mekka Hut in Reading, near Cemetery Junction. They make the best biryani I have ever taste but got closed down when I was a teenager. Even now as an adult, I would compare every Biryani I've had to the Mekka Hut Biryani.

At this point I don't know if it's nostalgia, if I tried it again would it still be the best. Or was it because the happiness of hanging out with my mum and brother while eating. Everyone was so busy.

Thank you for reading my Reading post

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Pennsylvania seemed at least lovely to drive through. I know very little of it though aside from the kickass mountains.