January 4, 2015
I am constantly reminded of how loved and
lucky blessed I am.
My maternal grandma is staying with us over the holidays (she lives in Ontario with my mums younger brother). Unfortunately, she has been quite sick from time to time in the past two years I’ve been away for law school. In fact, several nights were plagued with nightmares of her passing away while I was still abroad. So you could imagine my surprise when I saw this frail little lady carrying a pot half her body size up a flight a stairs while declaring that the afternoon would be spent making saina and samosa.
She has yet to give her “social media stamp of approval” to post the video journal I made, but here are a few pictures of the three generations coming together to make some traditional “findian” fare.