wishing to share! ひとりじゃいや。

Today when I was cleaning my room, I found jam made of rose. My dearest friend, almost like a father, from Azerbaijan gave me this. But I am a little bit afraid of tasting it. I had a bad experience that jam made of Melon that I got from an Uzbek didn't taste well. Addition to this, the jar(bottle) was exactly the same as the one of Uzbek. Anyways, I can see petals of roses. I have to admit that I am not brave enough.

Does anyone want to share this with me?


今日たまたま家を整理していたら薔薇のジャムを見つけました。父のように敬愛するアゼルバイジャンの友達から頂いていたものです。でも、少し食べるのを躊躇してます。昔、ウズベク人にもらったジャムがあんまりおいしくなかったからです。しかも、瓶まで同じ。薔薇の花びらが見えます。食べる勇気がありません。

一緒に食べてくれる猛者求む。