After Bombay, Shefali and I spent a few days days visiting her cousin who teaches at a school at an ashram about an hour’s drive outside Coimbature, Tamil Nadu. Spending time in an environment dedicated to the spiritual teachings of a single guru was “enlightening”, to say the least, but the communal eating part of the ashram, while enjoyable – like one enjoys school cafeterias – left me wanting. Specifically, I was wanting to eat meat. Fortunately, our next stop was Goa where we hoped to chill on the beach and eat delicious food. We were fifty percent successful in our plan. You see, while we knew traveling in India during the monsoon season would make for some rainy and wet weather, we did not quite anticipate how much the seasonal storms would affect the normally crystalline waters and tranquil beaches for which this Indian state is known. The ocean was rough and choppy, with dangerous riptides. So while there was a pseudo-romantic walk or two on the beach ( view more Goa pictures), there was no beach lounging or swimming. We had to drown our sorrows, by snacking a lot. We ate plenty of regular Indian fare or course. For example, we found the best kathi roll of the entire whole trip in Candolim at the only restaurant we could find open (it was surprising how many businesses were closed during the monsoon season). But as a former Portuguese colony, Goa has a rich culinary traditional blending the bold flavors and wine and vinegar marinades of Portuguese cooking with the spice of Indian cuisine. So we made a point to seek out Goan dishes and order them if we could. We didn’t always strike gold but that could have been due more to where we were eating (again, it was tough to find open places during the low season), but there were definitely some stand out fantastic dishes. Unfortunately I didn’t document them so well, but they were (in no particular order of preference: pork vindaloo, chicken cafreal, pork balchao. The high point was eating at Viva Panjim in Goa’s capital city of Paniji. It’s run by this wonderful woman named Linda D’Souza who retired from teaching in Bombay to open up her restaurant in her family home and based many of the dishes on family recipes. She was super cool. Please enjoy the photos below for more visual stimulation. Be sure to click on the thumbnails for full sized photos and more in depth descriptions.
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Memorable meals in India: Part 1 – Mumbai (Bombay aka “the Bom”)
Long time no write blog, huh? Well, fortunately for me “long time no blog” does not mean “long time no eat”. In fact, I’ve been eating quite well these past few months and it’s high time I reported back on what all I have been shoveling into my mouth and stomach. Let’s talk India. I had the great opportunity to accompany my wife, Shefali , on a trip to India where we visited family and played the part of tourists for five weeks. So how do I even begin to describe this vast country and it’s wide variety of food? Rice and beans. Yeah basically, it’s like Mexican food. Okay, not really… but kind of. Bear with me and my amateur analysis of one of the world’s great cuisines. As I see it, like most of the world’s cuisines, Indian food has at it’s base: starch – in this case rice (and to a lesser degree wheat). As a majority Hindu country, much of the population is vegetarian and does not even eat meat (which is more expensive anyway) so the protein in Indian meals comes in the form of legumes – mostly lentils. But don’t get me wrong. In my limited experiences eating in India, by no means did I find the food bland. It is the opposite. It is fresh, vibrant, at some times subtle, at other times bold and at all times delicious. The wonder of Indian food is in fact the variety and depth of flavors that can be derived from basic ingredients and the ingenious blending of aromatic herbs and spices. At least that’s what I found during our first five days in India (spent mostly in Bombay with a couple days in Pune). Now, since we were visiting Shefali’s family during this time, we ate mostly home food which, as we all know, is often the best. Although to be honest, home cooked in many families, often means a cook prepares the meal and serves it to the family. It still comes from a place of love, but it’s more in thinking up what’s for lunch or dinner and the creation of the menu than the execution. Anyway, please enjoy some photos and descriptive captions of some of the delicious things we ate in Bombay and Pune.
Island Time with Michelle L.
Being a recent full time working stiff, I did not have the benefit of spring break. But fortunately for my friend Michelle (whom you might remember from her food discoveries in a Bangkok mall or her shabu shabu soliloquy), a member of that noble but oft disrespected breed known as an NYC public school teacher, she did have a spring break. And she took good advantage of it by going to Jamaica. Judging from her latest dispatch, it looks like she had a high time, indeed. You see, I’m alluding to the fact that people have been known to smoke the ganja in Jamaica. I think I might be the very first person to have ever done that in the history of words. Anyway, I am in no way implying that Michelle partook of such herbal remedies, but looking at the photos of the food she ate on her trip kind of gave me the munchies (not that I know what that feels like).
Click on the photo below for the full story and you too will be feeling irie.
Taco Time with Matt and PK
Exactly one week ago, I found myself flying to the Bay Area in order to enjoy the annual Chinese New Year potluck feast (more on that in a future post) with family and friends at Cheryl and Cam’s house . Now, let me ask you this. What is the best way to whet one’s appetite for the mountain of food that accompanies any Chinese New Year celebration? Why, tacos, of course! Fortunately it’s become somewhat of a tradition that whenever I fly into Oakland, if Matt or PK is picking me up, the first thing we do is head over to International Boulevard, home to numerous taco trucks, where we gorge ourselves on tacos. In this case, we headed to Tacos El Gordo #2 (don’t know where #1 is, but I’m glad to know there are two). According to Matt (and the picture on the side of their trailer) it’s known for it’s al pastor (marinated, slow spit-roasted pork) which because of it’s spicy seasoning and roasted crunchy bits has always been one of my favorite meats of tacos, burritos or tortas. But equally delicious at Tacos El Gordo are the suadero, cabeza and (Mexican) chorizo. But don’t just believe these written words. Watch the following video because seeing is believing.
Memphis Meals -Fourth and Fifth nights
Fourth Night – Edo
I went to this Japanese restaurant because it was recommended by people on yelp. I got about four nigiri roles (maguro, hamachi, saba, and fluke[?]) and couple maki rolls (unagi and spicy tuna). It was all pretty good. The quality of the fish was good. A friend who recommended both Gus’s and Cozy Corner mentioned that sushi would be pretty good in Memphis because it is the hub of FedEx so they actually have access to pretty good quality fish. I don’t know if that’s true or not, but I can say that the sushi was a nice vacation from slow cooked pork. I have to admit that at this point, I was a wee bit porked out.
Final verdict: Actually pretty good
Fifth Night – Corky’s BBQ
This place came recommended by some locals who swore by the dry rubbed ribs which is a specialty of the place. I drove about half an hour east to get there past numerous identical strip malls until finally I was welcomed by the cute little pig on the sign.
But when I stepped into the restaurant I thought I was in Chili’s. This place didn’t have the most down home character, but their ribs were pretty good. And the dry rub was a nice touch But then again it’s hard to mess up smoky ribs by adding salt and paprika to them.
Final verdict: Just good (not great). Next time, I stick exclusively to the ribs.