First of all, let me just say that you have Taste of Thai and Taste of Thai Express in Ithaca, NY to thank for this post. An unhealthy addiction to Pad See Eew and Thai Iced Tea developed during my years at Cornell is definitely the reason Thailand hit number one on my ‘Places I’d Love to Travel to (Once I Can Afford to Travel)’ list.
I don’t eat fast food that often. but on the rarest occasion that I do go to McDonalds (it’s almost unavoidable on a road trip), I order my usual Number 1: A medium-sized Big Mac Meal. I have been to McDonalds in America, France and London, and a Number 1 was pretty much universal to me. The menus across the three countries, while a little different in branding, pretty much remained the same.
And then I stepped into a McDonalds in Mumbai where a Number 1 was most certainly not a Big Mac. “We don’t serve Big Macs here.” I was told. My eyes scanned the menu overhead. Mc Aloo Tikka. McVeggie. McSpicy Paneer. McEgg. Spicy Masala Chicken. But no Big Mac.
If you’ve been following my blog posts you know I spent the last week in Mumbai, India. I was there on a consulting project for school, working with a multi-billion dollar company involved in several areas of commerce- but specifically with their real estate business. The end goal was to help them figure out ways in which to make their affordable housing more sustainable and environmentally-friendly, given Mumbai’s over-population and the ever rising pressures on social amenities and infrastructure in the region.
For me, it was also an opportunity to look at a topic I’ve always been interested in practically: comparative growth between Africa and Asia.
I am one of the women who watch the YouTube series, ‘An African City’. The series has been lauded ‘The Next Sex and The City’, a ‘ground breaking web series’, and ‘one for the returnees’, as well as ‘Ghana’s own Girlfriends’.
Now, as humorous as the show is, as a Ghanaian woman both educated and living outside of Ghana, I have to be skeptical about all this praise the show is receiving. Basically, these women are representing what I will supposedly look like in the next 5-8 years, and frankly, I don’t agree with the image.
Let’s get right to the ‘why’:
First of all, let’s touch on how very unrealistic this show is, setting-wise.