Today let's move inside the house I grew up in. This is the kitchen my mother spent hours in to feed us three times a day!
In india not many people have a dining tables and even the ones that do, they don't use them. (maybe for their guest who come from America lol) We would sit on the floor of the kitchen or the main room and We would eat in metal plates and bowls. fun fact: I remember being 4 or 5 years old and I refused to eat my food from my own plate. I would eat only in the same plate as my father, at home or anywhere else. Eventually that tradition faded when we moved to the states. I am happy about one thing though, the flavor in my mom’s dishes didn’t change.
That’s it for now, until next time.