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The wok hisses, the day passes. Always a little chili left.
She runs a small stall in Iewduh market selling jadoh and dohneiiong, while helping pay for her sister's nursing college fees. Her joy comes from customers who ask for her spicy red chutney recipe, which she'll never give, and from the quiet hour just after sunset when the market empties and she can finally sip her tea.
old Khasi folk songstrying new chili varietiescollecting vintage food tinsweekend drives to Umiam Lake
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