Get a taste of the native cuisine of Pakistan
I subscribe to the thinking that, organically, all humans are fundamentally the same. We all need or desire the same things; we just go about getting them differently. But this happy little ideology of mine was heavily challenged this past summer. I hadn’t seen the impact of my summer abroad in Pakistan until I was in the U.S., two weeks after I had returned from Karachi.
complete at The Tartan Online : Tales from abroad: Karachi.
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Nice article. Reminded me of my days in Karachi and I’ll be honest, just reading the article made me kind of hungry too :D
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I agree.
Alia writes very well, I used to follow her blog when she was writing from Karachi.
Nihari and Naan, I can eat right now :o)
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With this well written, lively column you fashioned a smile on my face from start to finish.
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Nostalgic for Nihari.
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What a masterfully written piece!; it engaged all the nooks and crannies of my sensuality and, despite the sense of letdown at the end, I came away feeeling alive and engulfed by all the imageary evoked from flowing sentences. I subsequently commandeered my brothers, repaired to Lahore Tikka House on Gerrard Street for a midnight tryst with gastronomic destiny and tried to live this experience, with some success.
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You have a beautiful way with words. Made me hunger with nostalgia for the five of the most joyful years of my life spent in Karachi 1967/72
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Welcome to the Ismaili Mail commentariat my childhood friend and brother Al-amin.
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good article
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