Hold the glass by the bottom
At Midnapore DMC, I was taking care of Bábá's food. Bábá sat on His bed and the table was in front. I brought Him a glass of water, and was holding it at the top. Bábá shouted at me, "Don't you know any social norms?" He said. "When offering a drink, hold the glass by the bottom, not the top." I was nervous and brought another glass; Bábá smiled at me and started eating. The next day I was again serving His food. Brother K was a very good devotee there. He cooked for Bábá, and had a desire to see Bábá eating; but there was no scope for him to enter Bábá's room. Bábá started eating; there were many bowls with different kinds of vegetables. One was a little bit dark. Bábá asked me what it was, and I told Him I thought maybe it was eggplant with neem. He said perhaps it was bitter gourd. I disagreed; Bábá said to call the cook. K was waiting outside the door. When I called him, he couldn't believe it. Bábá asked him what it was, saying that it must be bitter gourd. K replied that it was eggplant, cooked in a different way. Bábá said, "See, I don't know anything about food. You know so much about it."Read the story
— A worker serving Bábá's meals, Midnapore, Ác. Shamitánanda Avt., “101 Bábá Stories”, no. 91


