I often wonder, what it is that make certain food so evocative, decades later? The smell of besan being roasted, triggers the memories of my mother making Sindhi Kadhi on weekends. The sight of corn on the cob, being roasted on charcoal, reminds me of the monsoon evenings, when a lime with salt and chili powder rubbed over a hot corn on the cob, would turn it into a most delightful after- school snack. The luscious mulberries, takes my mind back to those vacation days, when me and my cousins would climb on the half wall to pluck the juicy…
