Stating the obvious, India (in the main) is a hot country. Yes, the north gets cold in the winter and has four distinct seasons, but the vast majority of the country is hot year round. This means a lot of sweaty people. Myself included. There’s no escaping it in humid Mumbai and is something we’ve had to accept and learn to live with.
Ice-cream is underrated. I’m not really sure why, and I admit I do it too. Maybe because of its simplicity? Or maybe because we’ve all probably eaten some shop bought ones that promised something on the box but didn’t deliver? I do know though that I’d never say no to a good homemade one. I’ve been trying to have a go myself, and after a couple of curdling disasters I’ve managed to make one that doesn’t taste half bad.
Despite being only 0.06% of the population, the Parsi people are hugely influential and financially successful in India. Ethnically Persian and followers of Zoroastrianism, they sought refuge in Gujarat on the west coast of India somewhere between the 8th and 10th centuries after fleeing religious persecution in their homeland – modern day Iran. Today, the vast majority of Parsis reside in Mumbai, with significant numbers also in South Gujarat, Delhi and Calcutta.
Last weekend, exactly four months to the day we left London our things finally arrived in Mumbai. The week has been busy with unpacking boxes, putting beds together, cleaning and throwing away/donating many items – four months without your belongings will make most people realise they have more than they need!
Our stuff still hasn’t arrived. Yawn. But I’m still happy because I’ve been gorging on Indian Alphonso mangoes. If you’ve never tried these, you must! They are the sweetest, juiciest, messiest mango! They’re only in season for around six weeks, and Indians tend to go pretty crazy for them.