Back home in Shillong, our *momos* sell out by 8 p.m., not dawn. It’s not about freshness alone, but about the rhythm of the city. In Varanasi, the pilgrims and morning bathers are gone by ten, and the vendor’s *kylliang* is better spent preparing for the next wave. My own mother’s *ja-doh* stall for the church crowd taught me you cook for the hunger that’s present, not the one that might come later.
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