Street Food!

Last night I ceased my fast and finally ate some street food. There are a lot of little street shops that serve dosas and omlettes. The father cooks the rotis outside on a large, metal sheet outside. And the mom serves. And the kids are just running around being super cute. Every place you eat, and every home has a little sink to wash your hands. Except here, people wash their hands after they eat instead of before. Because you use your hands to eat instead of utensils.

Dad:


Kids:


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