One of the best things about being a vegetarian in India is the rare confidence to walk into any restaurant and order anything on the menu without fear.
With a 5:30 am taxi pickup in the morning and because my hotel-mates are off at a wedding, I set off exploring and made some wonderful discoveries:
I discovered a lovely takeout restaurant around the corner, which introduced me to Masala Channa, tandoori roti, and kulcha; and then I discovered a sweets shop a few doors down from that which taught me the beauty of kheer; and then I found some lovely Indian ginger tea and sat down to watch a few old episodes of Lost.
I continued to make many more discoveries along the way: overeating, heartburn, Tums, indigestion, Tums, Tums ... Zantac ... None of which stops me from being one happy herbivore!
Friday, February 5, 2010
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