Now that I'm back from my trip everyone wants to know--Why India? What made you decide to vacation there? Truth be told, my journey to India started long before I bought a ticket and got on the plane. My first real encounter with anything Indian was about 6 or 7 years ago when I first had my eyebrows threaded. The next major encounter came a few years later when I decided to start experimenting with different cuisines.
My experiment led to a meeting or should I say an altercation with Indian food. At first, I hated it. Who in the world can enjoy ANYTHING this hot and spicy? I seriously couldn't feel my tongue! (And I'm no wimp, I can handle hot. I'm Jamaican, we invented hot and spicy!) And, what's up with CURRY on EVERYTHING?!?! Don't Indians appreciate variety?? Well suffice it to say, the verdict is in, all Indian food is not a forecast of hell on your tongue, and all curries are not the same.
My relationship with India, and Indian food can be likened to an arranged marriage. At first introduction, I wasn't sure how it was going to work. But, over time, my love grew. Now I can't have enough, and I can't imagine my life without it. In addition to loving the food, I also love the people, culture and the country. When I decided I was serious about my relationship with this food, I took the time to secure a copy of a good restaurant menu and learned what each food was. I learned the difference between naan, chapati and paratha. The more I learned the more fascinated I became. I took an Indian cooking class, was a frequent visitor to Patel Plaza (an "Indian village" in Atlanta, Georgia), shopped in their supermarkets and spice shops, frequented the clothing stores, tried on the jewelry and asked lots of questions about everything.
It was no surprise to those who knew me when I announced that I would be taking a 15 day trip to India with my college classmate, friend and international wedding photographer Shelly Edwards. A trip that would change my life.
Have you had a chance encounter that changed your life? Comment below or send me a message. I can't wait to hear about it!
My experiment led to a meeting or should I say an altercation with Indian food. At first, I hated it. Who in the world can enjoy ANYTHING this hot and spicy? I seriously couldn't feel my tongue! (And I'm no wimp, I can handle hot. I'm Jamaican, we invented hot and spicy!) And, what's up with CURRY on EVERYTHING?!?! Don't Indians appreciate variety?? Well suffice it to say, the verdict is in, all Indian food is not a forecast of hell on your tongue, and all curries are not the same.
My relationship with India, and Indian food can be likened to an arranged marriage. At first introduction, I wasn't sure how it was going to work. But, over time, my love grew. Now I can't have enough, and I can't imagine my life without it. In addition to loving the food, I also love the people, culture and the country. When I decided I was serious about my relationship with this food, I took the time to secure a copy of a good restaurant menu and learned what each food was. I learned the difference between naan, chapati and paratha. The more I learned the more fascinated I became. I took an Indian cooking class, was a frequent visitor to Patel Plaza (an "Indian village" in Atlanta, Georgia), shopped in their supermarkets and spice shops, frequented the clothing stores, tried on the jewelry and asked lots of questions about everything.
It was no surprise to those who knew me when I announced that I would be taking a 15 day trip to India with my college classmate, friend and international wedding photographer Shelly Edwards. A trip that would change my life.
Have you had a chance encounter that changed your life? Comment below or send me a message. I can't wait to hear about it!