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"Bangles", pastel, 9.5x7 |
Remembering Thanksgiving 2009 in Delhi, India: Navigating streets swarming with
food vendors, tuk-tuks, dogs, motorbikes, goats, beggars, and camels, we
meandered down narrow alleys, peeked into homes through open
doorways, marveling at the electrical wiring tangled and dangling
overhead, and narrowly escaped stepping into fresh piles of poop. A
grizzled and cheerful chaiwallah pounded fresh ginger, tossing it into a
steaming pot of milk and black tea simmering over an open flame.
Delicious. Goats, everywhere, had been brought to market by Muslim
herders hoping to make tidy profits during Eid. New owners would lead
their goats back home through the alleys to live for days or hours
before ritual slaughter, cooking and consumption. We visited a Sikh
temple where we left our shoes outside, covered our heads, and received a
tutorial about Sikh philosophy, the hallmark of which is service.
Inside the
temple kitchen I did my part by making chapatis.
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Sarah and Alan, Old Delhi '09 |
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Learning the goat business |
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Do-it-yourself electrical, Old Delhi |
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Making chapatis, Sikh Temple, Delhi |
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