No Beef For Sale Here.

Without food, life would be unsustainable. For me personally, I can only really last three hours without having some sort of snack. So obviously, food is a huge portion of my day to day life. It’s become an even bigger facet of mine since I’ve been in India.

Having come from an English family, our favorite meals usually only include salt and pepper for seasonings. Yet in India, spices are a necessity for every dish. Maybe you already see where this is going, but let me elaborate a bit more just for fun.

When we first arrived for UF in India in Chennai, we were encouraged by Dr. Kumaran to try as many dishes as possible, to get accustomed to the local flavor. Since our hotel had a premium buffet, I took that advice and ran with it. This plan worked great for the first three days of the trip, but then quickly declined. Having a low spice tolerance, eating Indian food for breakfast lunch and dinner quickly caught up with me. And half of the other girls too.

Fast forward to today, and we’re currently on the bus talking about all the foods we’re going to eat when we reach the states. I’m talking “whats your first meal back?” and “how late do you think Whole Foods is open?” It’s become a fun and agonizing game for our group all at the same time. While we all agree we LOVE this experience, most of us have reached our limit of Indian food. It’s our honest answer. But when we really stop and think about it, how many of us eat the same type of food for three meals a day in the states? Answer-we don’t. We eat French for breakfast, Mexican for lunch, and Thai for dinner. Our country’s nicknamed the melting-pot for a reason. It’s only natural to mix international influences into our food for different meals of the day.

So while I could always be little miss sunshine, I feel like it would be a disservice to tell you that things are always peachy keen. You will start to crave American creature comforts like a jar of peanut butter or Mac n cheese, but it’s just a part of the journey. The best thing you can do is embrace it, take out some extra rupees, and ask your bus driver to take you to a store to get snacks. And once you accept you can’t eat any more Indian food for breakfast and resort to eating processed Indian cookies instead, you’ll honestly be happier. Because what is life without a little bump in the road. Or an Oreo for breakfast.

Typical breakfast our last week

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