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Eat: Becoming compassionate by the bite

By Janet Brent | December 11, 2010 - 12:00am

Good morning, baby.” My groggy eyes slowly opened to see a middleaged Indian man carrying a tray of hot masala chai, waking me up in his personal sing-song Indian accent.

Modern Living