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When it comes to food, I am a creature of habit. This defies logic because as a food blogger I am supposed to be adventurous, seek out the most trashy looking hole-in-the-wall types of restaurants, and try fried insects on…
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You know it’s hot when your husband strokes your shoulder, but instead of one continuous move it comes out as an odd broken pat because his sweaty palm just won’t slide down your sticky skin gently. Kinda like when as…
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The house before dana was a mess. Don’t take me wrong: physically, it was clean and shiny. The floors had been scraped so hard you could almost see your own reflection. The furniture had been moved to create more room….
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A few months before my big fat Sri Lankan wedding I learned that according to local traditions one of my male family members had to break a coconut during the ceremony. With a huge knife. At the first try. In…
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Colombo is rarely on anyone’s radar when visiting Sri Lanka. Travelers arrive to Bandaranaike airport and straight away drive down south to the beautiful beaches or into the Hill Country to see mountains. The capital is left out which I…
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It was in a tiny roadside café in Sri Lanka that I first saw people eating with their hands. Growing up I have watched quite a few Bollywood movies with Mithun Chakraborty breaking into a dance in the middle of…
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All windows and doors open, my kitchen should have at least a slight breeze to let me have a breath of fresh air, instead it feels like I am slowly roasting in hell, my face red, sweat accumulating on my…
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