As usual, Sonam has spared no expenses for our welcoming. The spicy aromas of seasoned meat and sweetened fruit draw me straight to the formal room. Copious, mouth-watering dishes pile on lacquered low tables. Chang’s already overflowing from the cups. Sonam and Dendup have wasted no time—they’re already toasting to good fortune.
“Tea for you, right?” Norbu’s smile hasn’t left since we met at the doorway.
My body plunges into the plush seat opposite him. “Tea would be great.” I bow at the servant.
Within no time, my parched palate soaks up the rich refreshment. My teeth sink into a chunk of buttered bread, it’s salty savor bringing a new zest into my weary bones. This food is superb. My eyes go over the table. The best of everything—like at home.
I never realized how fortunate, how
