cookery.
so much of experiencing the culture is the indulging of the local food.there is amazing variety you get with each new place you dwell in and curb your appetite. on our project trip our project leader confessed that he gets most excited about the food as he travels throughout this country, and it sure does change from state to state here. i didn't see one chapati [wheat tortilla type bread multi-tasking utensil] while down south in tamil nadu. and ate more mounds of rice than i consume in a year back home, even as i took only moderate portions of the starch. actually, the indian menu was a rather small anxiety that came up when i found out that i would be living here for an extended period of time. indian food has made its way around the block and is relished by many, many i know. now, i would go to moderate lengths to say i am an adventurous eater and will try just about anything once. though upon arriving and eating homemade indian food i just couldn't move myself to go back for seconds, ever. it was the "soft" consistency that got to me, the mushy-ness, if you will. though the flavors and spice were welcomed. with a few months under my belt i've grown accustomed to this style of cooking and have come to love a few dishes. i will no doubt be bringing home some recipes to my american kitchen. however, i do hear that they just "don't quite taste the same" when food is cooked out of it's own home roots. we will see!
...it can be a little odd taking pictures of food, but once you eat a delicious meal and there is nothing but a blank plate you always wish you had snapped a shot of the art that is food...
{plates too large for normal food consumption}
{sauce.sauce.chutney.paper-thin goodness}
{dihe, subjee, dal and poppers!}
{a breakfast schmamwich pre train boarding}
{veggies of too many kinds}mmm.mmm. delicious.
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