© Bob Sacha
On an early morning on a sidewalk in Kolkata, men take their hot cups of just-blended chai, black tea enhanced with sweet milk, ginger and cardamom (and, for an extra charge, a little saffron). As soon as the clay cups are drained, they’re thrown to the ground to shatter. No dishwasher needed, no paper or plastic wasted. It’s the ultimate recycling (or a metaphor for reincarnation): Once the shards break down into clay again, fresh earthenware cups can be made.
From: On the Wall: Exploring What it Means to Eat