ROCKY BEGINNINGS…

Can lead to dreams come true…

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[ A big thank you to participants in the Thanksgiving survey last week. When asked to rate this holiday as a “Groan” or a “Yay,” a full two-thirds found it a happy occasion, as did I. My first turkey ever wasn’t terribly pretty, thanks for asking, but with all that submersion in buttermilk, spices, herbs, citrus, and kosher salt, it was tender! And the wonderful friends and family who participated in the evening were kindly complimentary. I hope your Thanksgiving left you just as grateful as I am for family, friends, community.]

And now for this week’s post:

I grew up in a neighborhood of Hyderabad, India, called Banjara Hills, named for the nomadic tribes who once roamed these barren rocky outcrops.

Tribal woman — © Rilla Jaggia

It was a sparsely populated undulating landscap…