Today, sheep’s throat is slit with razor-sharp knives.
Brothers had encounters with the sheeps today. Every year without fail, came back with full of stories. Not to mention an uncle got kicked by a sheep right at his forehead. He was bleeding profusely. That’s bad.
They brought home a couple of sheep’s tongue. Hehe. he told mum to cook it.
I’ve always thought korban meat tasted different from the usual meat we ate. Oh well…












