A crustacean surprise during the pandemic, the elasticity of time, a culinary rediscovery and a god propitiated Just as we had accepted that meals of chicken curry, cabbage, carrots and spinach were our best bets to survive these grim quarantine days, my mother got a call from old man Rabbani.
She was clearly delighted to hear from her friend, whose stall in Bengaluru’s Cox Town market—I noticed while walking by during the lockdown—was either shut or selling only some miserable-looking mackerel in a plastic bowl.
Such a sad fall from the pre-covid-19 days, when Rabbani’s overflowed with fish and crustaceans from every coast, river and lake.
Read more on livemint.com