It can be startling for a lot of people, but my delightful aunties are extremely combative souls. They can’t even play snakes and ladders without arguing. It always commences in the name of sport but somehow develops rapidly into a complete contest. No subject is too risk-free for them to turn into a challenge, not even inoffensive rice. I recall one winter where they had an argument over who possessed the best rice cooker. Nobody had ever seen so much rice cooked in so many different ways; it was amazing. Ultimately, my eldest aunt was unanimously declared the winner. The weirdest thing is, none of their families used to eat that much rice before.

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