One of my dad’s favorite meals is his mom’s chicken and rice. Not just any chicken and rice, her special chicken and rice. She would make it for us every Sunday we would visit growing up. We would walk into my grandparents house and smell the chicken roasting and the aroma of all the blend of spices she used in the rice. All of my uncles, aunts and cousins would gather together and enjoy our Tata’s delicious food.