“Can I help you sir?” asked the young man at the Indian/Himalayan market. Big smile, hands wrung together, plastic sandals. Already I was thinking the answer was probably ‘no’. “Do you have any jaggery?” I asked. Now his smile was…
It all collides at dinner: low blood-sugar, stimulus overload from a day of school, punchy tiredness, and the impossibility of getting four people at the table at the same time. Forget the genial family dinner set under the olive trees…
There’s a reason kids are used for tasks like this. Just look at those nimble little fingers! I was having trouble helping Child Harbat weave using a crochet hook and she found it easier to just use her fingers.…