Today started with chocolate- so it was pretty much guaranteed
to be a good day.
Rahila, one of my
favorite nurses, shared her piece of chocolate with me this morning. When word got out that the American
likes chocolate I was showered with the stuff. By the end of the day other nurses, a doctor and even one of
the patients had tried desperately to feed me chocolate!
The day got even better when we sat down to this at lunch:
We don’t know why, but the cooks felt like treating us to a good ole fashion American meal today! As a self-proclaimed veggie burger connoisseur, it is my
duty to tell you that this was the best veggie burger I have ever had (even you
would like it, Jacob). And it wasn’t
just good in the Ihaventhadanythingbutriceandcurryin2weeks way it was good in
the onlyinIndiaarethingsthis freshandwonderful kindof way. Indians do not
believe in buying things readymade.
That goes for clothes (which are crafted specifically for the wearer by
a tailor) and food. The homemakers
of the Indian society literally spend all day preparing food for each
meal. Our veggie burgers today
were handmade and fresh from the grill to the table. The french fries were hand cut potatoes. The only thing I have ever seen come out of a package here is the loaf
of bread at breakfast- and today I realized that they purchase It from the
bakery next to our school- so even its fresh!! There’s a good reason for this,
refrigerators and microwaves are not popular here. Most homes do not have either. This really promotes the garden-to-table philosophy the
Indians thrive on. I think our freezer-happy, microwave-meal-eating, American
society could learn a thing or two from these guys.
Believe it or not, this meal was not the highlight of my
day. Watching a mother see her
newborn baby girl for the first time…THAT was the highlight of my day. And yes, I cried. But just a little.
That looks delicious, can ya bring me back one? And I also think its great that they all call you "The American".
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