In cool white linen, we caught a ride over to Philipkutty’s farm with a kind man headed that way in his boat. Umbrellas were a civilized way to shield from the sun. We were on our way to visit with Anu and her mother-in-law Aniamma, to learn some of her mouth-watering dishes. We learned about so much more than curry… We learned about their family, life and spice-island agriculture. I held a bright red-cased nutmeg in my hand and realized that it was fresh mace, which turns to orange when dry.