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There is the hard-working mother, the single lower and middle class men, the restaurant owners and managers, some successful some still struggling. Out of this mixed group, as diverse as a Thali plate, come a variety of perspectives on Indian food and culture;ow authentic foods from each region help the expat Indian in Dubai stay connected to his or her culture while living outside their home country.

Clinging to Culture

The hard-working mother from Mumbai looks at her children and at times is saddened by their inability to fully relate to their Indian heritage. No matter the number of trips to India, no matter the number of traditional Diwali or Holi parties, or meals of chole or pani puri, this mother struggles to fully instill the understanding of India into her children. “They do not get it...they laugh at me.” Not a cold laugh, but a laugh tinged with the indifference of youth. For her, a sincere love of country and culture knows no bounds. She works to keep traditions alive and meals authentic in hopes that someday her children will have a deeper understanding of their heritage.

For her, Dubai has provided a life of happiness and blessings. While there are certainly differences to Mumbai such as no fireworks at Diwali or a comparative lack of saris, she feels that of all the places outside of India she could have settled, Dubai is the best. And the best thing about Dubai for her is the food. The Indian community of Dubai is arguably the oldest and largest; with approximately one million living in Dubai and the northern Emirates. With a community that size, so well established, it is no surprise that innumerable restaurants have sprung up throughout. “No body misses their food! It’s all here!” For her, the foods of Bur Dubai and Karama, the main Indian community neighborhoods, offer her a portal through which she can travel home. To her tongue, the foods in many of the restaurants are as authentic as those back home. Be they street foods or fine dining, her tongue and mouth know no difference. When she bites into the chaats at Rangoli or the dosas at Saravana Bhavan, she can close her eyes and imagine she is home in the crowded and bustling streets of Mumbai.