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
While living in Dar es Salaam, I was invited to a Hindu friend’s house who ran a kitenge duka on Independence Avenue at that time. At lunch, I devoured a kidney bean curry like a taste bud smorgasbord. Continue reading Mouth Watering Maharagwe
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
I stumbled upon a vegetarian restaurant on my last day in Dalat. It was down a side street opposite Linh Son Pagoda. Continue reading Looking for vegetarian in Dalat?
I’d been warned about Guayaquil and what a dangerous city it was, but I found it the most delightful place. Continue reading Guarded Guayaquil
No matter how long it’s been since my last visit to India, every time I prepare aloo matar, I remember the waiter who served us in a restaurant somewhere north of Mumbai. Continue reading Aloo matar