Love of coconuts skips a generation
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- July
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So this Sunday marks the first anniversary of my father’s death. But according to the Hindu calendar, the day came last week, and we marked the occasion by cooking all of dad’s favorite foods and offering a sampling to the birds and squirrels in our backyard.
My mom, who had arrived the previous week from India, rose at dawn and cooked about eight dishes, all with an abundance of fresh coconut in them. My parents grew up in Kerala, a coastal state in India laced with coconut groves and rice fields.
While I’ve never cared much for raw coconuts, my kids adored its sweet taste. Left to my own devices, they never would have discovered the white, sweet and fleshy coconut meat or its crunchy texture. I’ve always used the dry and dessicated flakes in all my cooking.
But now that the kiddies have discovered the real thing, I might have to invest in a hammer to crack open the hard nut.
Moms, have your kids ever discovered the joys of cooking with fresh ingredients despite your best efforts?
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on Tuesday, July 1st, 2008 at 12:55 pm by Swapna Venugopal.
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