july 21: dark secrets revealed, vol. 2

Above picture: Everyones eating fresh.

I made a deal with myself before I arrived in India. The deal was that I would eat only authentic Indian food. American fast food was double off limits in the deal.

Well, I broke down about two weeks into my stay and decided to throw down a Subway sandwich. I felt bad about breaking the deal, but not that bad.

I rationalized the guilt out of my conscience with two arguments.

First, it tasted much better than what Subway sandwich artists make back in the US. I think this is because Indians use much fresher and better ingredients than we do in America. All their vegetables look like they came straight out of a Harry and David's catalogue.

Second, I don't really count Subway as American fast food. It's so much healthier. And fresher. I feel good about Subway representing my country. The sandwich is a wonderful food.

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I have since been a customer of this particular Subway four times. After breaking my deal a total of five times, I make my conscience feel better by thinking of this litte statistic. Of the 75-plus meals I've had since being here in India, I've eaten at Subway less than 6% of the time.

Lesson of the day: No matter how much I try to rationalize why eating at Subway is OK, it's not. Subway is not authentic Indian food.