This past week has been filled with plates of Indian food and full hearts. This bowl of khichdi, a potato, rice, and lentil dish, was a gift to my daughter and I from an Indian women whose family owns a store in town. She sent a bowl full of her family’s dinner with my husband for his family to try. I was amazed. Excited. Scared. Several years ago, my husband’s heart began
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