For thirty-five years, my husband shared with me the same drink every night. Years later, I took the bottle barraka chfara to analyze and the result left

It didn’t matter if I was tired, if I had a difficult day or if I preferred to take something else. Victor always prepared both glasses.

“Tonight I prefer to take something else,” I said one day.

It’s just our little ritual.

Why is it so important to you?

Victor smiled.

“Because I like to share this moment with you.

Finally, I sat next to him.

The  drink It had a very particular aroma and a rather bitter taste. Sometimes it left a strange feeling in the throat and sometimes a slight metallic taste.

The most curious thing was that Victor never offered it to our guests.