kasha

Updated: June 1, 2025

He blushed and looked at his plate, then began again to eat and stopped. "Don't you like it?" one of the giggling girls asked him. "But it's very good. Have another 'Pie!" The meal continued. There were little suckling pigs with "Kasha," a kind of brown buckwheat. Every one was gayer and gayer. Now all talked at once, and no one listened to anything that any one else said.

Sir Hugh Walpole - The Secret City