A Taste of Home: My Grandma’s Masala Chai Ritual
Every time I brew masala chai, I’m transported back to my grandma’s tiny kitchen, where the air was always thick with the scent of cardamom and ginger. She never measured anything—just a pinch of this, a dash of that—yet her chai was always perfect. I remember sitting on the counter, watching her swirl the tea leaves and spices in a battered pot, telling stories about her childhood in India.
Now, living far from home, I try to recreate her magic. I grind my own spices, let the tea simmer, and wait for that moment when the aroma fills my apartment. It’s more than just a drink; it’s a ritual, a comfort, a connection to my roots. No fancy café can match the warmth of homemade masala chai, especially when every sip reminds me of family, tradition, and love.
What’s your comfort drink that brings you home?
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