Nice shiny stainless-steel plates, resembling those carrying unlimited extra-jumbo meals in Saravana Bhavan, are placed in front of me. An additional sweet-dish (typically rava kesari or halwa) is served in line with the “start-with-a-sweet-dish” sentiment. Then lands a big mass of white rice: measures such as removing the plate away and use of force to hold up extra servings of rice are outright rejected.
Rajiv finds himself fed till he drops when he visits his South Indian in-laws. Given that my in-laws would be moving within driving distance soon, I look forward to the Oriya version of such pampering.
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