One of the days in India, sis and I went alone to roam around the street, check out some stores, and do whatever girls do when we are on our own. We might also have sneaked into expensive branded stores. And pretended we were there to find our bridal outfits. Anyway. If it happened I would never dare to write about it here.
A’s sis also took me to one of her favorite snack places, with delicious but tongue-burning spicy snacks.
This was one of the best ones we tried: a crispy mixture of puffs, together with creamy sauce, fresh tomato, herbs and lots of chili. I can’t recall the name right now, but it was an explosion of tastes in my mouth. We also ate huge samosas with mint sauce, and a lot of other things, but I was too busy eating to catch any of that on photo.
When passing a sweet store (Sri Krishna Sweets) I immediately recognized one of my favorites: the big yellow balls called Laddu. I asked sis to take my wallet and buy some for us to take home. While she was queuing up I took some photos of the small stall.
Then the most funny thing happened: all the workers were posing for my photos, and they all tried to stand tall so they would be visible over the very high desk. “I was waiting and waiting” sis complained afterwards. “But it didn’t matter what any of us costumers said. As long as you help up the camera noone wanted to move and miss out of the chance of being in your photo!” After some wait we finally got our sweets, and we could return home with our extra evening snack.
It was the day when our friends were leaving town, and we were joking about where in the world we will be meeting next time.
Maybe the Darjeeling train line can tempt you for a visit?