Taste of place stories are a regular feature here; more surprising is that Madhur Jaffrey did not show up in our pages during our seven years living and working in India. Better late than never: A Tamarind Tree's Sw… Read on blog or Reader Organikos Read on blog or Reader Tamarind, Taste Of Place Organikos April 28 Illustration by Giacomo Bagnara Taste of place stories are a regular feature here; more surprising is that Madhur Jaffrey did not show up in our pages during our seven years living and working in India. Better late than never: A Tamarind Tree's Sweet and Sour Inheritance My ancestor was gifted a huge orchard just outside Delhi. The fruits it produced were the taste of my childhood. Gifts from ancestors take the darndest forms. Mine included a tamarind tree, the tallest and most magnificent in our yard. My grandfather's grandfather—a tall, corpulent Indian, prone to indulging in fine wines, fine poetry, and fine art—lived in Delhi and worked for the British. This was 1857, a time when Indians were gearing up to fight the British. The conflict that ensued would later be called India's First War of Independence. The British would call it the Indian Mutiny. Continue reading Tamarind, Taste Of Place Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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