GOL GAPPAS!

It means round something.....

This is the last blog that I have to do. I think. It should be, I just hope it gets posted. Because guess who doesn’t have the internet again? Did someone say Aish? GRAND PRIZE WINNER!

But let’s focus on good things.

Like food.

Indian food.

Which although I get plenty of at home, I’ve been craving for a long time.

I want North Indian food, not the South Indian variety my mother loves to cook. [Really, she LOVES to cook. She’s what you would call a cookaholic, she cooks, a week later it’s still sitting there, so to the trash and she cooks again. After all these years, you’d think she’d get the message of ‘THERE ARE THREE PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSE! STOP COOKING FOR A FAMILY OF 1200!” but she doesn’t. I still love her though. Even if I do go through a self imposed starving child in Africa guilt trip every weekend.]

The point is I’ve wanted Indian, specifically north Indian food for a while. So this weekend after we went to the temple [my idea by the way. I felt so sinful staying away so long!] We went to my new favorite restaurant for a while, Royal Bakery. It’s not a bakery, I don’t know why, but in India they call these café style mini restaurants bakeries. It’s kind of ridiculous considering they don’t actually bake anything. Seriously, nothing there is baked. It’s all hard core food and appetizers and all the deserts are either set, fried, or watery. NO BAKING WHAT-SO-EVER.

So anyway, I love it because it reminds me of this amazing like bakery [read place with good food] back home in India that I love going to because, well, they have good food.

So we went, and I decided instead of north Indian, I would go for Indo-Chinese, which is when they fuse the textures and flavors of Chinese dishes like noodles and fried rice, with Indian spices and tastes. It’s the best tasting thing in the world. I live for that fried rice. I would get extra fat on that fried rice, but it’s worth all that ghee and oil.

So yes, we had noodles and fried rice courtesy me and my aunt, but my parents went the chole batura way, must try staple dish by the way. It’s amazing. Fried bread with chickpea curry.

Oh the taste….

So we ate all of that, the typical Indian way of everyone gets a bit of everything way. That worked out fine since they were slow with the dishes so the next dish only came after we’d finished one.

And we also had a dish I discovered last time- chilli paneer. So spicy. So good. Its cheese, paneer cheese, that’s dipped in spicy batter and fried, then it’s made watery with some more curry and spices and wala! It’s the beauty and happiness on a plate!

Lastly, mostly, I’d been craving Pani Puris. I GOT PANI PURIS! After wanting them for a whole month. Oh how those gol gappas crackled in my mouth…

The fun thing is, after that, I finish the night off with a milkshake. Served in house. Because we’re in America and we can do that! Not that they don’t have milkshakes in India, but it’s more exciting here for some reason. Indian milkshakes in America.

That was exciting.