Last night, my mom and I went to Mili's Grandma's house for dinner. It was about a half hour walk from Mili's house. When we got there, we were introduced to Mili's uncles and their wives and kids. In India, the men and their wives and children live with their mothers. So Mili's mom moved in with Mili's dad and his mom, who is now deceased. But the sons of the family live at their parents' house and their wives move in with them. Anyway, there were three sets of aunts and uncles whom we met upon arrival. They took lots of pictures which I am getting printed for them.
None of them spoke English, so the communication consisted of Mili translating and little bits of information being conveyed to or by me in Bengali. I don't know much Bengali, but I can follow what people are talking about so much better than I could when I first arrived.
They of course served us tea and biscuits. Dinner was puri, fried bread that puffs up nearly into spheres, but it can be pushed down into a flatbread shape and is soft and flaky, with a poato curry of sorts. It was delicious. For dessert, we had extremely sweet (that's how all Bengali sweets are) coconut sweets in a sauce. They too were good.
They asked my mom and me to sing, so we sang some children's songs. Mili in turn sang for us in Bengali. It was a really fun night.
~m
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