My aunt Cynthia moved to Madras (Chennai) in the summer of 1962, to stay with her son who was working here. We used to spend weekends with them, and she prepared egg-coated eggplant one evening as a side dish for our dinner. I used to dislike brinjal (eggplant), because my mother treated it as a staple vegetable. But this Muttai Kathirikkai as my aunt called it, changed my taste perspective of brinjal. I took a liking to the vegetable, and I ate it without protest from then on.