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The silver lining of growing up in a South Asian family, more precisely a Bengali family, is that you are fed so much that eventually, your digestive system is receptive to almost all kind of foods, be it xxx spice or a boiled bitter guard.
The other thing that is great out it is the closeness of distant family. In a regular Indian household, you'll find cousins loitering around, scratching each other and backing each other if necessary. Undoubtedly, cuisines and cousins are the two of the most important things in an Indian's life.
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Let me describe my country to you in a few words. India, the great glorious, politically seesawing and economically swimming country of mine mothers 28 states, each with almost different languages and different cultures and different foods and styles. Basically you are an alien when you travel interstate.
Let us be clear about one thing, India has 22 OFFICIAL LANGUAGES and NO national language. So whoever calls Hindi the national language, can go and cry in a corner (I am being too nice LoL).
But language ain't the point of discussion today. Today we talk about the food of Asia, not all but the once that I've tasted and liked.
First thing is roshogolla (sorry couldn't help myself). There has been a long lasting feud between Orissa and Bengal about who made roshogolla.
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