Tuesday, January 17, 2006

odd thoughts on kentucky friend chicken

today i went to kfc...it was sooooooooooooooooooooooooo good! i think maybe the last time i ate kentucky fried chicken was ten years ago and i am sure i have not missed it but wow--something about eating kfc in India where nothing else is familiar must be what it is...i will say that i struggle to move in between two worlds...going to a sweet mall out in the rich suburbs of calcutta (states comparable) where people take thier nannies who they pay 500 rupees a month and they sit with them but they(the nannies) do not get to eat kfc and they certainly can not afford to buy the nice things contained in the mall...just hard to make this reconcilation in my mind...i can not throw off fully who i am--i do have the money to eat kfc and today i chose to eat there and yes i did enjoy it but i was very clearly reminded that when i chose kfc in am choosing something that most of the women i work with in the gach coudl never afford..$3.00 for a meal...crazy...not fully resolved on how i feel ab0ut but uncomfortability remains in my heart...how do these things exist together..can i treat myself ocassionally when for so many such a treat is never possible.

one good update...7 ladies from the gach are now working with freeset...2 of them are asha and onita who we took awhile back but we were not sure they would return esp. onita but they have both started training...yeah..so proud of them and so hopeful about what the future will bring for them and their families.

2 comments:

David B. said...

Fun keeping up with your blog Sarah! Looks like you have shared some fun and hopeful times with good friends and community there - through both the joyous times and the heartache.

andrew said...

kfc woulda been a saviour for us too. taking our group to pizza hut one night for jer's birthday was the ultimate stress relief tool.

it's crazy how sometimes you can just miss home so much, and need that taste to make you feel that everything's okay.

i love the pizza hut song and dance. i love the bell you ring on your way out. and their pizza in kolkata was way better than any pizza hut i've eaten anywhere else in the world