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Across your sojourn, your real identity does bubble up from time to time. Friends demand an Indian meal, and you make it. Someone insists you try out a ghastly branch of the Udupi chain, and then you have to find a better idli-dosa somewhere else. You go to some well-meaning local person's dinner, and they've decided you might like their version of 'Indian' food.