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By: Erick Erickson (Diary) | August 24th, 2014 at 05:12 PM


For those of you who did not know, I grew up in Dubai. We had a housekeeper as most families did. She and her husband lived behind our house in a small two room servants quarters. Twice a year we left our home because our visas had to be renewed. During the summer, we would come home to my grandparents in Louisiana. Other times, we would go into Europe or Asia. We spent many winters on the beaches of Penang, an island off the coast of Malaysia.


Every time we returned home, Anna had a hot meal on the stove for us. Usually, it would be chicken curry, beef curry, and vegetable and beef samosas. Occasionally there’d be warm naan bread. Our home always smelled of my mom’s gumbos or Anna’s curries or my dad’s homemade barbecue sauces. Often, I get a whiff of something in the air and it brings back memories from that time in my life.


Last night there was no whiff in the air, but the scenes of a movie, “The Hundred-Foot Journey.” I recommend it. Scissors-32x32.png

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