It started with food. I remember the very first time I tasted Indian food.
Ninth grade, spring time. It was a field trip to an Indian restaurant, marking the end of the year for Mr. Anderson's world history class.Mr. Anderson, an almost mystical figure at my high school, had traveled the world with his wife in a previous life and he proudly incorporated his vacation photos into his lectures. The Great Wall, the pyramids of Egypt, the Taj Mahal---he had been there and the proof spun around in his ancient slide projector with a persistent hum.Read More