Kaddak Meethi Chai, the Black tea & filter Kappi
My Saturdays and Sundays in Mumbai are set. When everyone else is on their siesta break and nap in the sultry afternoon, I get a nice cup of tea to keep awake.
Thanks to Baba and his tea making skills in this household the rest of us tend to forget the art of tea making.
Same is true in my other household too. The man of the household makes his version of tea in Bangalore too.
I strongly believe that the men have a special skill of making the most important drink in any household. And the household that doesn't let the men of the house do this important task loose out on the most essential ritual in the family.
Statistically speaking, maybe this is the case of small sample but this seems to ring the bell for me in every new household I enter. Take for example my in-laws house, when Appa does the decoction for coffee, the coffee has an extra ounce of caffeine that wakes you up. Amma's coffee is high class too but with Appa's it a trivial question.
Jyotsana kaku for example, used to tell me everytime I went to Nagpur that she will drink tea when her son-in-law makes it. I guess now I know why.
StarDust: Let me remember till it is time for Tara and then I would have the statistically evidence
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