On the Atlantic today: 'Diary of a 'Food Racist': "Whenever I get in a taxi with an Indian driver, it kicks in: almost immediately, I start craving a plateful of creamy, tomato-y tikka masala. Pillowy naan. Saag with cubes of spongy paneer. Chut. Ney. Yes. Please." And that's when I hit close-tab.
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