In the summer of 2020, when the world had stopped, our founder's mother was recovering slowly. Her own mother, calling from a village outside Darbhanga, offered a different prescription: come home, eat what we grew up eating.
She returned to a Bihar of lotus ponds and grain fields — to makhana hand-plucked at sunrise, to millets ground on stone, to lentils that took a whole afternoon to cook properly. Her recovery, when it came, felt like it had a taste.
'Ekaa' means one. One family that started this. One promise we make on every container. And the oneness we hope the world discovers when a Japanese chef, a Dubai importer and a farming family in Madhubani are connected through a single grain.