India celebrated its Independence Day this Friday the 15th. I wanted Asha to experience a little bit of India but wasn't feeling too crazy about driving all the way to Devon Street for the parade. Luckily, my friend Linda told me about a Natya dance performance right around the corner in Humboldt Park. Humboldt Park… Continue reading Independence Day in Humboldt Park
I am hard to shop for in general but especially when it comes to clothes. There are several unworn pieces in my closet as proof that many times even I can’t shop for myself. This explains my latest resolve to only buy clothes that fit a certain (humdrum) color scheme. So far it seems to be helping… Continue reading Indian Clothes
Travel – Ladakh, India
I am interrupting my Friday OBAMA AND picture series today to share with you a picture show of Ladakh, India (and also because the White House photo stream needs to upload some more fun pictures).Ladakh is situated in India's northern state of Jammu and Kashmir. The sparse landscape and political disputes in Jammu and Kashmir have… Continue reading Travel – Ladakh, India
During the summer months of my formative years, my mom used to buy copious amounts of mangoes varied in type and ripeness. There were juicing mangoes, pickling mangoes, cooking mangoes, and of course the meant-to-be-eaten-raw mangoes. Of this last category, the ones that were still green were carefully wrapped in newspaper and put aside in a dark… Continue reading Mangoes
Saying Yes to the Dress.
I started writing this post in August of 2009 after returning from my wedding-shopping excursion to India earlier in July. Then I forgot about it, until now... Ever watch Say Yes to the Dress on TLC? It’s a reality show which documents the riveting process of finding the Perfect Wedding Gown (yeahh…). Clearly, I couldn’t relate to the process until… Continue reading Saying Yes to the Dress.
It's Diwali and the best way I can explain this Hindu/Jain/Sikh festival is by combining the fireworks of Fourth of July, the food of Thanksgiving, the presents of Christmas, and the festivities of New Year's Eve, into one multi-day-mega party. Growing up, Diwali meant: School was out for about 10-15 days if I remember correctly.… Continue reading Happy Diwali
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