As I've posted many times, I am the evil white woman your mother warned you about. I corrupted my Indian family in many ways and we all grew together. That corruption didn't stop when I brought my husband here to the U.S.
We've been through a lot in the last 18 months since he got here. We went from him being a completely spoiled, Punjabi boy who had never had to do anything for himself unless he wanted, to being a fairly well-functioning co-spouse. (BTW, I'm making up this co-spouse thing. Among divorced parents they say you co-parent and since hubby is not a child, I'm using it as verbage for how to explain that he is now much more like a marriage partner than he was when he first got here.)
Somewhat defiantly, he's learned to cook, clean and help manage day to day life around the house. Here we don't have servants, maids, cooks, people who iron, tailor's etc. that we use on a daily basis. We do it all for ourselves and thus came the biggest shock to my husband when he got here. He didn't get a job fast enough, he didn't get his license fast enough, he had paperwork issues due to the "FNU" on his green card, along with other logistical issues. So, he had to learn to cook and do something with his time.
Now I think he likes cooking and soon it's all going to go to his head lol. He has corrupted some pretty serious omnivorous Americans into liking *gasp* vegan Indian dishes. He's gotten veggie-hating kids to beg for spinach and pea dishes. He's gotten other Indians to beg him to cook more. (Begging in that social/friendly way and not in the way you would see actual begging of course.)
Just now he got a message from an elder Indian friend. Just last week hubby cooked chicken curry for a gathering. We made quite a bit but not nearly enough. His was the first batch of chicken gone out of several. I was privy to one Indian telling another to make sure he got some of the chicken curry before it was gone because it was so good. (Hubby was nowhere near the table at this point.)
So guess what this Indian friend requested...... That my husband get together with them and make 10lbs (roughly 5KG) of chicken into a batch of chicken curry. They're going to buy him all the ingredients and a massive pot to make it in. I think that's a massive compliment. Hubby sure is beaming.
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---Proud APPI signing out.