Remembering My Mother’s Table with Fresh Roti in AmericaMy daughter is mad at me again. The ground beef I’ve cooked is too spicy for her, and what on earth are the green things in it? I tell her that’s cilantro and I only put a pinch of red chili powder. She’s not pacified; she’d rather have chicken nuggets or a grilled cheese sandwich. Anything but Pakistani food. “Too bad,” I tell her, echoing my own mother from 30-some years ago. “This is what you’re eating tonight.
Saadia Faruqi
Jan 21, 2020