Mushroom soup for the vegetarian soul
What is it like for a vegetarian child growing up in a non-vegetarian world?
It was my third day in class I at a new school. My first friend, Farah Naaz, opened her rectangular stainless-steel tiffin box, and then its smaller rectangular compartment. She clapped her hands in glee, poked at the immiscible mass in there, licked her finger, and squealed, “Goat brain!"