Paan-o-Rama

So yesterday the friend and I are sitting enjoying sweet paan in one of our favourite places in the city- Little India. We are just chatting away about how beautiful she's going to look in her new salwar- and beautiful she does look. When this woman stops and does a complete 180 and is like, "You eat paan?" The friend and I are like ummm.... ya! (side note: I'm completely addicted to sweet paan right now, I actually find myself craving it!). The woman is like, "And you like it?!?!?!" We're like, oh my gosh yes! She went on to tell us how she was visiting from Vancouver, but was originally from Uganda and how in Vancouver they've got some wicked paan places. The funny thing was that this brown woman was so surprised that these two guaris were bascially curb bitching it, enjoying sweet paan. So we made a friend in the end.
Is it so wierd that we like paan? I turned to the friend at this point and I asked her, "well, certainly we've seen other guaris hanging around Little India buying all this stuff for their new age fix, but have we ever seen a guari in Lahore Paan???" And the answer my friends, is no. But I still don't think it's that strange, that shit is awesome. Man I'm so craving it even now!