Yesterday, I did something that I never thought I’d do. I spent seven hours in the kitchen, cooking Indian food….
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Yesterday, I did something that I never thought I’d do. I spent seven hours in the kitchen, cooking Indian food….
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Long ago, when I first moved to Mumbai, my mother sent over a jar of vegemite. She thought my husband would like to try it. Those who haven’t been brought up on it, and taste it for the first time, recoil in revulsion. As did my husband….
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A friend just called to see what our plans for the weekend were. Then, he proceeded to announce, “tomorrow’s another dry day, isn’t it?” Huh? Another one! Surely not. What for this time? What for this time? There goes my plans to have a nice dinner and bottle of wine at home with my husband tonight (we haven’t stocked up on alcohol)….
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Most evenings when my husband comes home, he brings vada pav (the Indian burger) with him. He usually gets it from the stall in our street, wrapped up in familiar newspaper. This evening I was confused. I looked at the packaging and initially thought he’d brought McDonalds!…
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After all the negative publicity the Indian male has received lately, I’m happy to say that mine did something pleasantly surprising tonight. He cooked dinner. What really astonished me though, was that he made chapattis as well….
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I’ve been tagged by June, over at her blog She Talks Like June. I now have the task of compiling a list of Indian foods that I love, and hate. So, here goes….let’s get the pleasantries out of the way first.
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