Melanie - Food

The one thing that has stood out to me so far has been part of the culture, that being food. Growing up my best friend was half Indian, her father was from Punjab and his mother lived with him and his family in Southern California. At age 10 I became accustomed to eating Indian food, whoa was it spicy, I had to down a glass of milk to get any of it down, Baji did not like that and she did not like that I couldn’t handle her cooking. So why is it that 13 years later I am surprised how spicy the food can be, maybe I just expected that as I had grown that my taste buds would change as well? I realized that was not true when we had breakfast this morning and after being warned that this cinnamon dish was quite spicy I proceeded to try it anyways, I didn’t want to take her word for it, I thought I was stronger than that. I couldn’t eat it. At lunch I decided that I was going to be stronger and try to get through we had this delicious meal that consisted of well things I can’t exactly remember, but we had this soup that was like a vegetable soup, quite tasty but it really had a bite to it, I however told myself that I was going to eat the soup and deal with the spice, I made it through the bowl and didn’t die.