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We stop for lunch at the village of Maleku at this Brahmin owned restaurant. My initial conversation with Sauni (female owner) goes like this and it is in Nepali.
"Namaste, Sauni. My name is Govinda Dhital (a Brahmin name borrowed from my adopted Nepali son of years gone by who hails from Gorkha). I've been living in America for the last 20 years so excuse my Nepali if it sounds strange. I have forgotten a lot. Anyway, could I fry a fish for the camera to show my friends back in America?"
"Sure, help yourself but just don't take too long," Sauni says. "Dhital, eh. There's a bunch of them up around Gorkha. Are you related?"
"Yes, that's my family alright," I say.
I feel a little bad about lying but I'll straighten it all out with the truth before I leave so it will be okay. I fry the fish as you see here. Nieces Poonam and Naina look on with great amusement.
Later, after lunch when I confess that I am really an American, Sauni, daughter Laxmi (I think that was her name -- beautiful girl), a couple of Nepalis from the neighboring restaurant all have a huge laugh.
"You had me fooled," Sauni said. "When I first saw you I thought you were a quiri but then after you talked to me and ate I thought you really were a Dhital from Gorkha!" Nepalis like a joke as well as anybody. The important thing was I was able to fool them.
In the bottom pix, Sauni and daughter do some serious and wonderful cooking and we have a great lunch. You can see Yangdu at the far right trading recipes and some gossip.
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[This message has been edited by Bill Martino (edited 07-25-2000).]