Margaritas & miaows

Porno food!!!

Eck…why is it that when on low-carb (not low enough apparently judging by the non-shrinkage of the tum) that I have the wildest food fantasies.

Last nite, after satiating the other senses, hehehehe, husband dearest and I got talking about our favourite eating experiences – which are not just about the food but more the uncontrollable lust in us to repeat the experience. Here they are in no particular order

1. Floating restaurant in Chiang Mai – the tuk-tuk driver wanted us to buy hand-painted umbrellas, we were more interested in green curry with capers and chicken, pork stir-fry, steamed rice – all served in a massive open-air restaurant (Ours was table #110) with a little hole in the table under which the restaurant kept a little sigri so the food was bubbling hot all the time. Divine!!!
2. Thai barbeque again in Chiang-Mai – the night we landed, we were hungry and started walking down towards the night market and found this little joint onthe street – go pick your littlewittle plates of raw meat – chicken, pork, fish, then the waitress puts this huge inverted metal colander type object on the table under which is the ubitiquous sigdi – we grill the meat, and grab some greens in the stock floating on the side - we had like thirty plates of meat !!!!!! Oh god, can I import the whole set-up here
3. Japanese teppenyaki in Koh-Samui – superduper good fried fishies with yumatum dips - though I had to wait for 45minutes to get there…hmmm looks like Thailand has the best food in the world!!! Need to move there soon – get thai massages in between meals and partying!!!
4. Riceboat, Taj Malabar, Cochin - Eye-tearing, nose sniffling, sinus clearing spicy karimeen poritachu and appams, with my ex-boosy boots boss and a hot-as-hell (four drink hot standards applicable here) mallu.
5. Egg rost and tapioca mush at a littlewittle roadside stall on the way to Thekkady – two boiled eggs (traveling makes me hungwy), in this spicy onion, chilly powder pasty thing with pasty yet strangely delish tapioca. Umm, umm.
6. Aaheli, Peerless Inn, Calcutta - Hard core Bengali lunch (Cal for all the miseries it inflicted on me, did some kick-ass food) – pure unadulterated fat and carb overload – luchis (which are puris but some different atta) doker dalna – which is holdurbreath, deep fried mashy chana squares in a lovely oil-dripping curry, bekti something, ilish something, mutton kasa – lovely, lovely(eeergh!!! There goes the the story about how I was vegetarian in Calcutta) after this meal, the hotel needed to put us into a taxi, so we could waddle home to a loooong, nap where we had these lovely horny dreams about our next visit.
7. Tapas at Sabor, a Spanish restaurant/ bar on the Upper West Side that V and I went to and got super happy and bitchy on mojitos!!! Oh, the food rocked too – there was something with fried bananas and also paella.
8. The Blue Elephant platter at Dubai - Divine, the best food in the world –duck, lamb, chicken – ohmigod!!! If I had to pick between this food and ehemehem, the Blue elephant would win hands down!!!

The also-rans include
Thai lunch at the top on the hill during the island safari, Koh Samui
Cinnabon – anywhere, everywhere, anytime, everytime
Brunches in NYC
Indigo Sunday brunches
Dinner at Moshe
Chaat at A-road, Churchgate
Anda parathas at IIT, Delhi
Kheema Rice, courtesy Dinu and Jaya, Prahsanti
Salli Boti, Paradise

Ok, I’m going to stop now, not because I want to, but because I have to, because if I don’t then there is a very serious danger of the tummy producing the juices that make me faaaat. But aaaah, this was a good half-hour.

posted by Nish @ 7:32 AM