Directly after enjoying my cup of Turkish coffee I ran into this fella at the local bazaar. Linguistic differences kept us from fully understanding one another, but I got the gist that the thing on his back was full of tamarind juice. Not knowing what a tamarind is or that you can make juice from it, I paid the man for a glass and was pleasantly surprised. Like the Turkish coffee, tamarind juice is bold of flavor, or at least his was. Good stuff if you can find it (Walmart has it).