Showing posts with label rice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rice. Show all posts

Friday, July 9, 2010

All I Want is Rice

Today is a day that will go down in history.
Today is the day
that I started craving rice.
Praise the Lord,
I thought it would never come.
Here in India,
we eat lunch at 1
and then no dinner until 8.
So 5:00 came around...
and man I was hungry.
So I had a granola bar
[note: if you are going to send me a package, please include some LARABARS]
and then some chocolate
[ok, maybe a lot of chocolate...I was reading a book for PLEASURE for the first time in, well, a long time...I couldn't help but eat chocolate :)]
and although I wasn't hungry anymore
I still wasn't satisfied
and I spent a long time
asking my body what it wanted,
what it needed...
and what did it tell me?
Rice!!!!
Rice with veggie sauce.
mmmmmm yummmy.
I am sure a blog will come
in a month or two
when I am so tired of rice I can't even eat,
but for today
I am going to relish in the fact that
it is all I want.
and....something just peed through my roof. Only in India :)

Friday, July 2, 2010

Learning to Eat with my Hands

In India, we eat a lot of rice. Rice for breakfast, rice for lunch, and rice for dinner. It’s like survivor. And…you eat with your hands. I laugh thinking about how I thought chopsticks were hard J But seriously….next time you have rice, try gracefully eating a handful of it with your fingers. It’s tougher than it sounds.

But I thought I had it down…get some pointers from the other Americans, watch the Indians, pick up the rice and shovel it into your mouth as quickly as you can so that you don’t make a mess of yourself.

I was eating with the little girls last night, when they started giggling. I asked, “What? Why are you laughing?” and then they started making fun of me, mimicking the way I raise my elbow when I am putting food into my mouth, saying “No, Auntie” and pushing down my elbow. So thankful that they told me what I was doing wrong, I put my elbow down and tried again. Which was very awkward. And those girls just couldn’t stop laughing. I made quite the mess, but can now say that I am eating like an Indian…or at least attempting to J