I also ate this. I spent most of my trip to India completely terrified that I’d get what they affectionately call “Delhi Belly” (read: throwing up). That means, I mostly ate granola bars when out and about, and then shoved food in my face when I returned to my nice, clean hotel. However, on a walk through Old Delhi, one of our colleagues who is stationed in Delhi convinced me to eat some street food called paneer. It took some convincing, but I finally did it… and then I prayed and prayed that I wouldn’t get sick. Mission accomplished.
Archive for September, 2010
This is what dinner looked like in business class on my flight to India. Also, that’s champagne in that glass.