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A mithai counter on Diwali morning, trays already half empty by nine.
The festival morning is measured in boxes of laddoo and kaju katli, not in another essay about lamps.
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A Syrian Christian lunch table in Kottayam, mid-morning light through a kitchen window.
The meal is not a boat ride; it is stew, appam and a community table that has held for centuries.
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A Kolhapur lunch table with tambda and pandhra rassa, early afternoon.
In Kolhapur the plate is judged by two gravies: one red, one white, both meant for bread and appetite.
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A Gujarati thali laid on a steel plate in an Ahmedabad lunch room.
A Gujarati thali is not one dish; it is a sequence the kitchen keeps refilling until you stop it.
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Sarafa Bazaar, Indore, after the jewellery shutters come down and the burners come up.
By day Sarafa sells gold. By night the same stones hold a second trade: vegetarian street food until the small hours.
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A tiffin room in Coimbatore, Kongu Nadu, just after seven on a working morning.
In Coimbatore the day does not begin with a speech. It begins with a steel tumbler of filter coffee.
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A kitchen in the Chettinad country near Karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, in the hour before lunch.
In Chettinad the heat should have a name: black pepper, roasted that morning and ground for one pot.
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Lunchtime in an Andhra mess, a plain eating house that serves set meals, in Vijayawada or Guntur.
Rice sits in the middle of the leaf, and everything around it is there to be mixed in, by hand.
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A tiffin room in old Mysuru, early on a weekday morning.
A Mysuru dosa is crisp at the edge, soft at the fold, and gone before it cools.
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An everyday lunch in Odisha, served on a steel plate.
Dal and vegetables, cooked together until they agree.
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An old sweet shop in north Kolkata, late afternoon.
It should taste of milk first and sugar second.
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A farsan shop in Ahmedabad, mid-morning.
It should look light and taste a little sour.
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A biryani house in Hyderabad, at lunch.
It arrives sealed. The lid comes off at the table.
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A tiffin room in Tamil Nadu, just after seven in the morning.
Nothing on the leaf is there for show.
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