What should I eat?

I think I would like to start out by apologizing to my mother.  Mom, I am sorry for the time we went to the grand canyon and Elizabeth and Kim and I all walked along the edge of the path, thinking it was hilarious to scare you out of your mind.  I thought you must have always been scared of heights.  Now, as a mother with 4 kids and living on the tenth floor of an apartment building with 4 balconies I know you were terrified that we would fall, that when you looked down, you could almost feel the height in the pit of your stomach.  Although I have always loved roller coasters and heights don't really bother me, I know the fear that you experienced that day.
It has been an interesting week to say the least.  Ups, downs and everything in between.  We are finally here in our new home.  Soon I will post some pictures and you can see where we live.  Our apartment is nice, lots of kids and things for kids to do, which is nice because our kids have been having a pretty good time.
I am sure that as I go I will have many funny stories, but right now things are so overwhelmingly different I don't even understand what is funny yet.  Although I have to say, there are a lot of people laughing at me. When I go to the store I have to cross 2 "lanes" of traffic, which in the states is about 4 lanes of freeway traffic.  No sidewalks, no crosswalks, just run for your life while screaming "now, now" to the kids.  I almost prefer to go at rush hour, because the cars are moving much slower. Although they can be so close it is hard to squeeze through and then you have to watch out for motorcycles (who, by the way, will NOT slow down or swerve for you) The guards (there are guards everywhere, sometimes I am not even sure what they are guarding) and people selling things on the street all stop and watch and laugh while we go.  I am pretty sure that wherever we go we are a marvel.  Everyone stares, everyone touches Zoe, oohs and ahhs over her.  Everyone giggles at everything I say and do.  I don't quite get it yet, but I am sure soon I will be laughing over my current missteps.
In the states I am a pretty good cook.  Here we are all loosing weight because I don't even know what things are.  None of the foods are the same,.  We are having rice and veggies a lot, or going out, but everything you order out here is really spicy (even when they say it is not).  I LOVE the food, the kids are struggling.  The smell of India is something I love as well.  Many people told me I would hate it, but our apartment smells like Indian food all the time.  Really yummy Indian food.  Really yummy Indian Food that I wish I knew how to make.  Oh well, soon enough.  It makes me realize the need for a cook here.  I literally have no idea what to buy and I don't know how to cook it when I do.  We are having lots of experiments.  As soon as I learn how to make something worth replicating I will share and we can all delight in my accomplishment together.
For now that is all my tired brain can muster, but I know there will be plenty more as the days go by.