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Sweating like a Pig

I suppose I could have titled the blog 'like a hog at a trough' but it would have taken away from the positive and uplifting message I wanted to convey.


What I mean is having landed in India's steel city in its northeastern corner, a day ago with local flagship air carrier shenanigans to provide more blog material, I found myself (as expected) facing walls of humidity each time we stepped out of an air conditioned environment.


A lot of said walking took place from a car to a market esp one that supplied an array of mishti aka sweet elixir in form of milk and dough and sugar based preparations.


This method of sweating was what some in the states would pay big money for and call it a detox.  Whilst sweating I got to enjoy massive volume of Bengali mithai (local milk based sweet treats) at will.  Kala jamun for breakfast can do wonders to one's attitude towards life etc.


Rashogulla for brunch adds to the sentiment. hence the prior reference to being at a trough- sweet one at that.


Now as far as the title of the blog goes I have wondered (not aloud) as to who has confirmed that pigs sweat.  I mean I like pigs - on my plate.  Bacon, good sausage or salami too can have stimulating effect on one's perspective but outside of that endeavor no idea of the porcine goings on - esp to sweat.

So here's to more sweating of the postprandial kind.

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  1. no sweat, looks like you are having a gala time..

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    1. Today I behaved and had an omelet along with upma which for some reason came with sambar

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