There are days when my husband and I are incredibly homesick for chicken karahi. When we lived in San Francisco we would order it every other week from Shalimar, a restaurant in the Tenderloin.

Let the meat eating begin! My first recollection of Bakr Eid celebrations (Eid-ul-Azha) is from an October of the 70s; I was five or six and sat fascinated as my father relayed the glorious religious ...