My staple food these days are rice, curd and maavadu pickle. No matter whatever else I chuck, I can at least keep this combo down (touchwood!) With P, I subsisted mainly on pasta and S has taken to commenting, ‘this one seems to be an Iyengar maami!’
But now, my diet is under attack.
Not by concerned dietitians or anything of that sort – but by the Gods of Indian climate. Rice exports from India have been banned and I hear that this year, the mango season also has gone kaput thanks to erratic weather and get this – ice formation on the tender raw mangoes! Ice!
What the hell am I going to eat? HALP!
