At the end of a long workday, an Indian and two Germans sat together at a cozy bar. Over friendly conversation, they spoke of home, culture, and food.
Soon, they discovered something they all loved: pork dishes, pickles, beer, and good company.
A fun debate about Munich and Cologne sparked laughter. Then came a surprise:
“Wait—Indians eat pork? We thought most of you were vegetarian!” the Germans asked.
I smiled and replied, “Yes! Many Mangaloreans, Goans, Keralites, and people from Northeast India enjoy pork.”
Without hesitation, we ordered German pork knuckle, sauerkraut, and frothy beer.
The meal ended with a clear schnapps, sealing the night with cheer.
Bellies were full, minds were open, and new friendships formed.
The table, once shared by strangers, now felt like home.