Of bullying and bread pudding: My visit to Le Virtù on Passyunk Avenue

Being bullied in school When I was in 8th grade, I was bullied by my friends. Strike that. Classmates *I thought* were my friends bullied me. The shift in voice from passive to active makes such a difference here, doesn’t it? It emphasizes the violent nature of the abuse. As is so often the case … Continue reading Of bullying and bread pudding: My visit to Le Virtù on Passyunk Avenue

Hungry Live at the First Person Arts Festival

I love the Skyline Room at the Free Library of Philadelphia. The gold elevators you must take to get there and the spectacular view of Center City from the balcony are the hidden gems of the library. I have enjoyed every event I have attended in that space. From a One Book, One Philadelphia poetry … Continue reading Hungry Live at the First Person Arts Festival

Adventures on Mohammed Ali Road: Finely Chopped in Bohri Mohalla

The walk before the walk We were walking beneath the JJ flyover late last Saturday night, headed to a Finely Chopped food walk in Bohri Mohalla, and we were lost. Jude, our trustworthy driver, had dropped us at the wrong location. We weren’t anywhere near Saifee ambulance stand, the meeting point for the food walk. … Continue reading Adventures on Mohammed Ali Road: Finely Chopped in Bohri Mohalla

In the shadow of the Shiv Sena Bhavan: A Finely Chopped food walk

Indian food has a reputation for being spicy hot. The kind of hot that burns from the moment the food touches your tongue. The kind of hot that lingers—for days. This reputation is not undeserved. Many expats struggle with the heat of Indian food. Inevitably, when I eat Indian, the waiter always asks, "It's spicy. … Continue reading In the shadow of the Shiv Sena Bhavan: A Finely Chopped food walk

Z is for Zomato

Me: "For Z, I'm writing about Zomato." The hubby: "Zo- What?" Me: "Zomato, the online food search engine. It's like Yelp in the US." I guess not all Mumbaikers are familiar with Zomato. Clearly, that situation needs to change. From the Zomato website: Zomato was created to help people find and connect with great places … Continue reading Z is for Zomato

S is for the sign of peace

Every Sunday, as part of the celebration of Mass, Catholics around the world offer each other the sign of peace. This ritual occurs immediately after the Our Father and before the Lamb of God. The priest says "Peace be with you." The congregation responds, "And, with your spirit." This response used to be "And, also … Continue reading S is for the sign of peace

G is for aloo gobi

I first had Indian food in the late 1990s while I was a student at Brown University in Providence, Rhode Island. At the time, Providence had a decent variety of Indian restaurants. That's when I discovered aloo gobi (sometimes spelled alu gobi). I loved ordering aloo gobi on Fridays during Lent to observe the American … Continue reading G is for aloo gobi

Can India feed its poor?

Editor's note: This article originally appeared in the monsoon issue of Chalo! magazine. The Food Security bill was signed into law in September. Malnutrition. Hunger. Starvation. These words are a sad fact of life in India and often the first words that newly arriving expats confront as they motor from the airport to their new … Continue reading Can India feed its poor?

Peeling back the layers of the Indian economy

Crying over onions As I attempt to make Akuri-style eggs in my flat, I am chopping onions and thinking about the Indian economy. Honestly, I had a late night; I probably shouldn’t be thinking about anything this early in the morning. Let alone the Indian economy. But, it’s hard to chop an onion in India … Continue reading Peeling back the layers of the Indian economy