So you think Indian food is just chicken tikka masala and palak paneer? Think again.
Recently, I’ve settled into a familiar morning routine: a masala dosa and sweet milk coffee in a simple canteen just down the street. Attendants make their rounds with metal pails full of sambar and colorful wet chutneys, ensuring that all customers have ample supply, more than enough to eat.
The activity, the flow, the smell and most certainly the taste all make me feel at home. Continue Reading »
Smack dab in the middle of Tamil Nadu in southern India is the city of Tiruchirappalli (say that three times fast), or Trichy (much easier to say, isn’t it?). It boasts several famous Hindu temples, including Sri Ranganathaswamy (You can say that three times fast, too, if you like.)
What you see is classic India: one part deep history of layered carvings and colorful paintings and another part everyday life of bicycles, shops, street stalls and kids trying to pronounce Audrey’s name. Continue Reading »
Buy a ticket. Win a prize. Help build a village in India.
Here’s the story.
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Bad luck in Berlin takes us on a flashback to southern India.
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A roller coaster ride on a bus honking in sync to the beat of Bollywood tunes blaring on a television dangling from the ceiling; a dash through endless strings of chaotic villages and heaps of people; a panorama of barreling trucks listing and careening their way through clouds of dust; an endless cacophony of ear-piercing, elephant-inspired air horns; roadside vendors stringing together flower garland temple offerings amidst clouds of pollution; food stalls serving up colorful bites in makeshift newspaper cups and banana leaves; cows and long-horned oxen browsing through sidewalk trash heaps; and Brahmin priest blessings by morning and elephant blessings by night.
Life in all its incarnations of filth and colorful glory. Just another typical day for us in southern India. Continue Reading »