Raghu and I took a walk to the local Bigflix store to get a video. On the way there he asked to have a Butta... the official street food of the monsoons.... lovely charcoal grilled corn. The vendor takes a cut lemon half dipped in a mixture of salt and chillie powder and rubs it over the corn. Amazing taste. It was a big deal for me to experience this with Raghu. Its been a long 2 years here... and its taken him a long time to find street food appetizing. And its been a journey for me to trust that my kids will be fine eating street food. It cuts both ways.
Raghu now eats paav bhaji, onion uttapams, masala papad, pani puri (thanks to Sushi Masi), and few more staple foods that are easily available in India. For the cost of a subway sandwich (ya... its here in India) we could eat 2 or 3 snacks. So its nice to be able to take raghu out to eat at less expensive places. Until now he was still searching for foods that cost just a few dollars in the US... he wanted a mustard, mayo, lettuce, cheese sandwich... impossible in India.... unless you make it at home... or go to a fancy 5 star restaurant. Felt bad for the kid. But now... we are Indies.... we have made it to the street side vendor. yahooooo. so here is that momentous occasion captured on my cell..
The charcoal is fired up on an upside-down, large, cut-out tin. The corn is not washed. His tarp was leaking in places. The lemon had rubbed against many corns. The vendor's hands had never known a glove... nor was there a sink he was washing his hands at. Cars and trucks were zipping past. We were standing and eating on a broken road patch right by the road. And it was all fine... because Raghu has adapted/acclimatized to it all... so hot, grilled corn served in the husk dripping with lemony, salty, chilly juices has been happily accepted.