I love vegetables. More than fruit, more than dessert, maybe a little less than bread. So when I turned vegetarian, it was no great hardship. Maybe if eggplant and mushrooms were considered non-vegetarian, there would be a serious problem.
I went trawling with my folks through Matunga market yesterday. I’ve been there many times, and the riot of colours always strikes me as stunning. The produce looks gorgeous and inviting, and I want to buy it all. (I don’t usually, but I have been known to return with 3 shopping bags full of vegetables. My mum usually throws up her hands in despair, and demands a bigger fridge.)
Here are photos of temptation:
What an afternoon!