India, yesterday you scared me...

I very much want to tell you about how she scared me and I typed the whole thing up in amazing detail but because the encounter was so incredibly dark I decided not to post. Just know it had to do with a giant ET doll and a possessed woman. YUP. Just ask me to tell you the story in person. Maybe then il have the courage.

Today is Ghandi Ji's birthday and the last day i will eat papaya. I gave it three opportunities to impress me, and it failed miserably every time. Because it is a holiday the sabzi vala (vegetable seller) will not make his rounds in front of my house. And i will not be able to get my zuchini and chinese eggplant. I love going to the sabzi vala and buying a fruit i dont know. I am very adventurous in this way. I trust it will be good cause God made it and no man was involved in the creation of it. Fruit and vegetables and grain are the purest cuisine. God wasnt influenced by the chinese and greek when he made a watermelon. It is a pure God thought. The beloved sister of the professor of lightning bug science, we'l call her "questionable highlights" once told me that she liked to watch lightning strike because it was a direct way of seeing the will of God. He is like "and i dont want that tree. zap. or that dog. zap." Okay that was a total side note. The girls I live with here in India laughed at me the other night. They made a cooky looking broccoli salad with mayonaise and cheese. I would not eat it. They teased me and said "Ali, if we said this was an Indian dish you would eat it." Yeah, pffft like i would fall for that girls. There is one genre of food that i am completely against, and the characteristics of which are hence

-more than 3 ingredients

-unnecessary dairy involvement

-recipe developed by a 30+ woman attending a barbeque in the suburbs

to this i say, no thank you.

On the subject of cooking, every night i have been venturing with Julia Child to Paris in her book "My life in Paris". Its fantastic and I think I know why. My favorite part of every book is about eating. In Harry Potter I relish when they go to Hogsmade and enjoy there butterbeer or have trifle tart. I remember when i was younger in the Phantom Tollbooth they went to a fair and ate letters. The "I" was icy and icecream like and kinda pepperminty. Julia Child's book is solely about eating and cooking and atmosphere, and i want to live with her and go to the market and buy crusty bread and butter. Do i have anything spiritual to say? Not really! haha. except Jesus is our bread. He is a good father. If you ask him for bread he will not give you a stone. I like to feast on the Lord. In him all the fullness dwells. My mom makes chocolate bread pudding and its my fave. So im changing it to Jesus is the chocolate bread pudding of life. Is that blasphemous?

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