My mother knew I was becoming American before I did.
On one of my earliest trips back to India, I walked into our house and found giant saucepans of boiled water. “You can’t drink the water here anymore,” she informed me. “You have an American stomach now.”
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by Sandip Roy
Commentator Sandip Roy is an editor with New America Media and host of New America Now on KALW in San Francisco.
Comment : this is a great and enlightening story which should resonate with all foreign people and visitors in the United States.
Questions : Where do you go when you crave for food tasted like home (your homeland), and you just can’t go home again? Where do you find food like home?