“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…
Chalk one up for the marvel of the market system. Five minutes after my last post I’d found a mug that looked like it would fit the bill. One hour later I walked to a Starbucks two blocks from my…
I’m about halfway there. I put together a new spice mixture, packed it in a baby food jar for work, and brought in the blank teabags to make myself some chai. I funneled in a teaspoon and a half of…
What is it about spices that keeps me intrigued? It brings out the kid in me, opening up little jars with exotic powders, shaking in a bit here, a sprinkle there. Playing with spices is getting to experiment with a…