Spring has arrived. We are apparently saving daylight, (saving it from what, I am tempted to ask) and finally, we are past the threat of snow. The boxwood in our front yard have begun to release their pungent, sandy smell, the daffodils have broken through the cold soil, and the tulips want to test their…
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Humble Beginnings
Let me start with a memory. I was in Manhattan one winter weekend many years ago, wandering through Chinatown, when I was struck by the similarities between its open air markets and various markets in Kolkata. Storefronts on Mott Street boasted wooden crates piled high with okra, stacks of dried fish and fragrant cilantro, a…
Remember the Taste 