When I first went to India, western fast food hadn’t infiltrated its borders. Travellers either ate curry, or didn’t eat. I had a quick introduction into South Indian cuisine and wondered how I’d survived without the amazing flavours, even though my mouth burned.Continue reading Curry or starve
At the end of 2018 I entered Singapore for the eighth time. One of the reasons I’d been back so many times was food. My mouth had watered at the thought of venturing into Komala Vilas again. I ate breakfast there every morning, but there was more to taste than just South Indian vegetarian food.Continue reading a taste bud for singapore
An Indian festival was held within Melbourne’s Queen Victoria Markets. I anticipated something like bhangra, maybe an Indian fashion parade as well as an assortment of foods from different parts of India. Continue reading A washout festival
Some how this area of Singapore always draws me back. The lively atmosphere at night and the colourful buildings by day are a plus, but the real reason is Komola Vilas. Continue reading Return to Singapore’s Little India
As the days grow hotter, instead of India’s favourite drink, tea, I’m tempted by a yoghurt based lassi. Continue reading A cool drink
Tandoori was once a dish of the poor until the Moguls stumbled upon the unique flavour and turned it into one India’s most popular dishes.
Unfortunately, I never discovered its delight on my Indian visits, but once I reached East Africa, I soon learned what I’d missed. Continue reading Tandoori
When I left India by ship from Mumbai, I cruised across the calm Arabian Sea to Mombasa on a week-long journey. Delighting in vegetarian curry on the trip, I thought it would be my last. Continue reading A Taste of India Across the Sea
I ate a Tamil Nadu breakfast while my eyes wandered over a menu painted on the wall above, deciding what to eat for breakfast the following morning. Continue reading Pongal
When I buy samosas in Canada, they come with tamarind chutney that is nothing compared with coconut chutney made with freshly grated coconut.
That’s what accompanied samosas I crunched in Dar es Salaam. The blend of lemon, chili and salt combined with freshly grated coconut and coriander, complemented samosas better than anything I’ve tasted since.
Indian food in Tanzania wasn’t all curry. There were trays of mitai available as well. I found Indian sweets too sugary in those days, except for faluda. Continue reading Eating Faluda in Tanzania