First taste of Japan

Featured photo: Lunch at the base of Fushimi-Inari-Taisha

On my first morning in Japan, I headed down to the restaurant in my hotel, eager to steer clear of western food and try the local breakfast. I had a big travel day ahead; I was heading from Narita to Kyoto. This was an all you can eat buffet so I had seconds especially as the fish was excellent.

Crazy for Cassava Chipies

When taking a leisurely stroll down Dar streets, it was nearly impossible not to be tempted by the tantalizing aromas from street vendors. There was spicy mishkaki (meat on skewers) or roasted mahindi (corn) hovering over a grill, rousing taste buds.

Tanzanian Late Night Feast

Photo courtesy: Fredrick Mboma — Wikimedia Commons

At three in the morning, we left Simba Nightclub in the Kilimanjaro Hotel with hunger pangs. Dar es Salaam still hadn’t reached half a million people back then so how could we quell our growling stomachs?

Chennai alleyway street food

After catching ae bus, then another from Mamallapurum to southern Chennai, I idled in alleyways; anything to avoid the roar of traffic on the main road.

Street eating

I never took much notice of the number of people perched on child size plastic chairs on the pavement consuming their daily dose of pho. It was only when a Japanese tourist pointed out the common site I’d seen all over Vietnam, I raised my camera.