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“Why is my basmati rice crunchy”
This is what I get for self-googling.

Favorites include:
“my big fat gypsy wedding”
“my baby takes the morning train”
“my basement smells”
“my basement got no business”
“my basmati rice is always sticky”
“bugs in my basmati rice”
“why is my basmati rice crunchy”
Cover creds
The awesome design, doodles, and hand-lettering is by Sara Corbett. The photo of the pretty girl is by Jonathan Beckerman. Now you know.
We have a (slightly revised) cover
See if you can spot the differences.

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Seen at the Abrams booth. (BEA 2013)
Everyone at the speed-dating lunch loved the cover. Go ahead and judge the book by it!
We have a cover

The Official Blurb for My Basmati Bat Mitzvah
“During the fall leading up to her bat mitzvah, Tara (Hindi for “star”) Feinstein has a lot more than her Torah portion on her mind. Between Hebrew school and study sessions with the rabbi, there doesn’t seem to be enough time to hang out with her best friend Ben-o—who might also be her boyfriend—and her other best friend, Rebecca, who’s getting a little too cozy with that snotty Sheila Rosenberg. Not to mention working on her robotics project with the class clown Ryan Berger, or figuring out what to do with a priceless heirloom sari that she accidentally ruined. Amid all this drama, Tara considers how to balance her Indian and Jewish identities and what it means to have a bat mitzvah while questioning her faith.
With the cross-cultural charm of Bend It Like Beckham, this delightful debut novel is a classic coming-of-age story and young romance with universal appeal.”
“So maybe having a bat mitzvah wasn’t my idea originally, and maybe I hadn’t completely made up my own mind about it, but who was that know-it-all Sheila Rosenberg, with her big hair and rubbery lips and runny mascara to wrinkle her nose at my ‘om’ necklace and say whether I’m Jewish enough to have one or not? I stared at the back of her smug, composed, curly-haired head and made up my mind: I am having a bat mitzvah, Sheila, I thought at her, and you’re not invited.”
—from My Basmati Bat Mitzvah


