Will I ever get tired of Indian food? Probably not. Every meal becomes my favorite. Nothing has been too spicy yet and they are always surprised to see the American girl asking for the spicy dishes. There's one that is whole green chillies in a chickpea flour batter (like pakoras) that knocks my socks off, but i'm always back for more. And it's always a good day if I can get a Lassi- yohurt like heaven. Sorry American food- I don't miss you a bit!
I am dressin gin the traditional style which is going alot better as of lately. My first week and a half, I borrowed some Punjabi suits. it just so happened that the only ones my size were Pink and white, tan and white, or salmon and white. Anyone who knows me knows I don't parade around in light pink! I sucked it up and wore them. They made me look like even more of a white girl than I am. People stared more than they do now in my nice dark colors. My friend Seema says I "look like a respectable indian lady."
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