I have concluded that “providence” is my favorite word. Through providence, wonderful and unlikely things can happen in life. That’s how I met Jeety, my friend from India. A few summers back this beautiful soul walked into my garage during my annual neighborhood yard sale and like two kindred spirits, we immediately connected. Little did I know Jeety would eventually introduce me to her version of authentic Indian food and it was Love at First Bite.
Until then, I thought I was efficient in the kitchen. But this well-seasoned cook put me to shame in minutes. From Pakoras and
The fun didn’t stop there. This Murg Korma stew, Rice
As the meal ended we had the chance to learn a little about Jeety’s culture, her traditions, and hear a few heartwarming stories of her family and life in India that draws a picture of why she has such a sweet soul. I left Jeety’s home with a greater admiration for the beauty of the Indian culture and its delightful cuisine.
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