![]() ![]() “I am actually speechless, other than to say that the first day of Navaratri was LIT,” Meena Harris wrote along with the picture. Trump was depicted as the buffalo demon “Mahishasura”, while Democratic presidential nominee Joe Biden was a lion or the goddess’ “vahana” (vehicle). The image showed Kamala Harris killing President Donald Trump with a trishul or trident. The tweet by Meena Harris, posted on Saturday, has now been deleted. They said the image aggrieved Hindus across the world. Hindu groups in the United States have demanded an apology from Democratic vice-presidential nominee Kamala Harris’ niece for tweeting a morphed image showing her as Goddess Durga. A senior marketing professional shares six tips to recover from a ‘bad’ workplace meeting.RAW, Pakistan or internal tussle? Deaths of Khalistan leaders overseas are leading to speculation.An American journalist asked Modi a question – and was attacked online for her Muslim identity.Watch: Drunk thieves give money to Delhi couple they tried to rob after finding only Rs 20 with them.The scientific potential of synthetic embryos and the ethical questions they give rise to. ![]() From the memoir: A former IAS officer recalls his preparations for the UPSC examination.Readers are finally witnessing the much-awaited bloom of green literature for Indian children.Biba Jagmohan Kaur: The legend whose music captured the essence of Punjabi culture and the ‘Jutt’.Modi’s US visit underlines how Hindutva is a liability for India’s great power ambitions.In Shillong, Kukis fleeing Manipur violence find they are not welcome to stay.RBI’s ‘freebies’ for wilful defaulters makes a mockery of the banking system.What the attempted coup in Russia means for Vladimir Putin and the Ukraine war.But soon enough she’ll see that she’s inherited the family tradition of finding adventure, joy, and comfort in the heat, spices, and smells of food-prepared with and for the people you love. But the sounds of laughter in their kitchens, the warmth of their love, and the comfort of their cooking live on at my table.Īs for my grandbaby, she may think she’s getting away with something by asking “What you eating?” when she wants a taste of whatever’s in my bowl. Shelton to cancer-each of them far too soon. All of these recipes are tucked away in the scribbled, ingredients-stained pages of my precious little green notebook: a gift from Tyra when I was about 10 years old. And since then I’ve been collecting and adding some recipes of my own-from my Alabama-raised mother-in-law’s mouth watering cornbread stuffing and yams, to my sister’s tangy collard greens, to my very own trial-and-error-perfected gumbo that the whole family feasts on every Christmas Day. I was thrilled to discover that nearly all were easy to throw together I could make them for my own daughter while juggling work and school as a single mom. One by one these recipes were passed down to me along with Mommy’s love of cooking. Homemade Jamaican patties and roti-like those we (over)indulged in as children on trips to visit my father’s family-also do the trick every single time. To this day, when I’m feeling under the weather, I crave the warmth of Mommy’s spicy, nasal-passage-clearing rasam, or a simple bowl of rice and yogurt with a scoop of hot mango pickle on the side. We grew up on the same South Indian staples her own mother had prepared during her child-hood in India. And yet, adventurous as her palate could be, Mommy’s cooking was also grounded in the tastes of home. These recipes, and so many others, will always remind me of my mother, the people she knew, the places we went together. Although I don’t for the life of me remember Rozelle’s last name, I hope she’d be touched to know her creamy, melt-in-your-mouth cheesecake has been gracing our family gatherings for over 40 years. Mommy had picked it up while conduct-ing cancer research and teaching at McGill University when we were kids. And of course there was dessert: Rozelle’s cheesecake, one of my mother’s favorite recipes out of a cookbook assembled by the women’s auxiliary at the Jewish General Hospital in Montreal. ![]()
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