I’ll admit it. I was a macrobiotic for a couple of years in my life (whole years!) Even after I softened that stance, I bought brown rice by the burlap sack full. I ground some of my own wheat to make yeast-free bread. (I guess you could call it bread.) Seaweed was not unkn...
Goa, back then, was not India. Yes, it was legally part of the country, but well–women greeted my boat at dawn with gathered skirts and baskets of freshly-bakedyeastedbread. They even had sausages! Sausages! It was mindblowing (and I don’t even eat meat!) The beachtowns were large...