I have no idea why this memory has stayed with me for years.
It's my grandpa and me going off to the local grocery to buy some biscuits for tea time.
That's about it! I don't believe it was for something special - it's just one of those memories that has stayed with me.
I don't know why but my brain seems to have a lot of memories of tea time (around 4-6pm), especially tea-time in Mumbai.
"Chai mariya" - "Let's have tea" in Konkani - If you were to do a literal translation of those words in English, it would be "Lets beat up the tea!"
I think it may because of the afternoon siesta - you woke up after a nice lunch to the sound of the water boiling, the spoons clinking in the cups as the tea was prepared, the evening setting sun shone in the house and the sounds of crows cawing and a light breeze.
The smell of biscuits, like Parle-G and Krack Jacks, chakkali, nuts, banana chips and whatever the heck my grandma kept in her little plastic bucket.
Ah .... just typing those words have made me homesick!
Even though I am no longer living in Mumbai, tea time and the enjoying the setting sun is still something special!
It's my grandpa and me going off to the local grocery to buy some biscuits for tea time.
Tea is to Indians, what coffee is to Americans |
That's about it! I don't believe it was for something special - it's just one of those memories that has stayed with me.
I don't know why but my brain seems to have a lot of memories of tea time (around 4-6pm), especially tea-time in Mumbai.
"Chai mariya" - "Let's have tea" in Konkani - If you were to do a literal translation of those words in English, it would be "Lets beat up the tea!"
Typed in "broken teapot" in Google Images to make a funny joke and this is what filled my entire browser! |
I think it may because of the afternoon siesta - you woke up after a nice lunch to the sound of the water boiling, the spoons clinking in the cups as the tea was prepared, the evening setting sun shone in the house and the sounds of crows cawing and a light breeze.
The smell of biscuits, like Parle-G and Krack Jacks, chakkali, nuts, banana chips and whatever the heck my grandma kept in her little plastic bucket.
All of it is awesome! |
Even though I am no longer living in Mumbai, tea time and the enjoying the setting sun is still something special!