There's this Indian woman at the job coaching space that I sometimes talk to during lunch, if we happen to be seated together.

She's married with children. She isn't too complex. She's just trying to be a good wife and she is looking for a job. She isn't a looker.

There isn't much we can talk about. Almost nothing in common.

But she has good vibes. Makes you feel safe. Always a little smile.

She cooks her lunches at home and brings them to work. It's not tikka masala, tandoori or korma or other Mogul empire stuff you've seen at Indian restaurants. It's food that Indians actually cook at home.

When she brings food I've never seen before to lunch, I ask her about it. One day, she let me taste some of it.

I'm not going anywhere with her, since she has her life, but it's something interesting and different, if you know what I mean.