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As the sun dips behind the Himalayan foothills, the family walks to the village Shiva temple. They carry a small offering: a few pieces of the morning’s mandua roti, a spoonful of ghee, and a tiny bowl of bhunna chana (roasted black chickpeas). The priest accepts it, chants a mantra, and returns it as prasad – food that has been blessed, now stripped of its owner's ego. They share it outside the temple, crumbling the roti and eating it with the chickpeas. Even God, in the Indian kitchen, gets a share of the daily bread.

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The architecture of a traditional Indian kitchen tells its own story. Unlike the open-plan Western kitchen, the Indian rasoi or soyigaa was often a separate, clean, almost sacred space. Stepping into it requires removing footwear, and in many Hindu households, a small mark of turmeric or vermilion is applied to the stove before cooking begins. As the sun dips behind the Himalayan foothills,