Talking about spice...

W's cousin was in town visiting from Bangalore. He is a school dropout who taught himself computers, set up a software company on his own and now has over a 1000 customers across the globe, all at the tender age of 28. Makes me feel worthless compared to him. If you see him in person, you won't even guess that he runs a successful company. He practises yoga and meditates with a zeal that I have not seen before. He has quite a few quirks. The quirkiest one is that he cannot have any spice in his food. Baked potato without any seasoning is his kind of delicacy. We took him out to dinner last night and it was so hard to pick anything from the menu for him. The dishes we ended up ordering were bland but he still couldn't handle the spice that wasn't there. He says he is very sensitive to spice and can detect even the slightest hint of it. He says it gives him a headache. It is almost funny to watch him eat. He is always nibbling at food and tasting just a pinch of it. I guess the next time he visits we should confine ourselves to cooking for him rather than taking him out to a restaurant and wasting food.