Why We Must Stop Calling Pumpkin Spice a “White Girl Thing

At Intersections

I’ve grown up in a house permanently scented with garam masala and my Nani’s hand-ground jeera (cumin) powder. Where dinners included a list of spices longer than the ingredients and Sunday’s revolving around making atta (roti dough) from scratch. My childhood revolved around family gatherings with an abundance of food from recipes that have been passed down for generations. I’ve grown up eating  foods ladened in spices that now have been commercialized for sweet frothy spice filled drinks. Why has an immense piece of South Asian culture marketed and now stereotyped as a “White Girl Thing?” Why is this okay?

Cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg are all pieces of me, pieces of my heritage. They are fragmented pieces of my family and our ancestry from India. India, from where these spices are abundant, where they flourish in meals, drinks, and find their way on to prayer rituals until the 18th century. The…

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