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 me completely surprised…

have happened.

I remembered all those years and started asking myself questions.

Why was this drink so special?

Why did Victor always keep her in the same place?

And why did he never talk about his origin?

Victor, meanwhile, was still the same attentive man as always.

When I had a difficult day, I helped.

When I was tired, I was preparing dinner.

When Emily needed something, she was always available to her.

That is why I found it even more curious that I kept that little tradition a secret.