Sujatha Bagal

Writer of culture, travel and parenting stories. Currently working on a cookbook of South Indian Vegetarian recipes. @sujatha_dc


The Beginning of the End of Innocence


We heard the cow mooing angrily and galloping down the dusty path long before we saw it. A hysterical female voice shrieked at us to get out of the way. Our heads flung around wildly, trying to locate which direction the cow was coming from, as we ran helter-skelter away from the dust cloud.


The Evolution of an Immigrant’s Thanksgiving


It’s been a long time since our first Thanksgiving, more than twenty years now, but it’s safe to say it didn’t seem like much of a holiday…


Coming to America — Parenting from an Immigrant Perspective


“Twinkle, twinkle, little star…” I sang. After about the 20th rendition, my 5-month-old son dozed off in my arms. “Twinkle, twinkle” was my stand-in, night after night, for lullabies I should know, but did not. And that was the least of the shortcomings that seemed to be facing my husband and myself.


Food is the Tie that Binds


When I left my parents’ Bangalore home and moved to the US as a student, for one semester, the L-shaped kitchen in a second-floor apartment on Federal Street in…

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Vegetarian Recipes and Ideas: Simple to Make, Healthy to Eat

Adventures in raising children

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A Swim Team Story

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A Swim Team Story

It’s more than numbers


Over the past seven years, my teenager has made many friends from all the different locations that his swim team offers training…


Coming to America — Becoming An American

Schools Play An Important Role in Molding Immigrant Children Into Americans


Coming to America — Recreating Home in a New Country

Preserving Food Habits and Traditions, and Raising Children Far Away From Home


Coming to America—The First Days

The View From One County Just South of the Nation’s Capital


Update, June 26, 2013: The second essay in the series, Coming to


Let Children Have a Say in What They Eat

You will be grateful. Trust me.


My son was four months old, I was a somewhat rattled new mom, and we both sat in his pediatrician’s office to go over the impending transition to solid food.

“Pick your battles,” pronounced Dr. Farber from on high. “And food is not one of them.”


A Vegetable and a Sliver of a Memory


Seemebadhnekaayi curry with rasam rice was one of my favorite dishes as a long-braided teenager growing up in India. The squishy sweetness of the vegetable, a member of the squash family, gelled blissfully with the tangy spiciness of the rasam, a gravy-type dish usually eaten with rice. The curry was also blessed with the virtue of versatility — it…


The Beginning of the End of Innocence


We heard the cow mooing angrily and galloping down the dusty path long before we saw it. A hysterical female voice shrieked at us to get out of the way. Our heads flung around wildly, trying to locate which direction the cow was coming from, as we ran helter-skelter away from the dust cloud.