You are what you eat. If this is true, then we are a quaint little deli by the sea. We are also a patio adorned with fairy lights, dotted with pastel-colour chairs or a well-lit rooftop that says panache. But at times, we are just a bench rotting away under a leaking tarpaulin shade with a cutting chai. Or a crowd huddling around a pani puri wala and sometimes, all we really are is someone with loose change, reaching out to a wrinkled hand with spindly fingers poking out of the grills of a collapsible gate.

And today we are telling you a story about what keeps us going — food.