The human heart was—and remains—a mystery to me. But I’m learning. I have to. —Anthony Bourdain

First bucket list post

indian food

Yes, at 23 I have a bucket list. When I told someone about it, he told me it was weird and morbid. I kinda like it. It’s more like a “Things I want to experience in life” list.  It’s a strange smattering of small (Read: Bake red velvet cupcakes) to kinda hard things (Take Pa to an Olympics), and when I finally crossed off ONE thing on the ever expanding list, I felt so happy.

Try Indian Food.

Item one, yep, the simplest thing on the list. I’ve always been curious about Indian Food. I’ve seen the culture of homespun food delivery like three times and it peaked my interest. But see, this country, not so much. Italian (or the Filipino version of Italian) and (Fil)Jap places abound, but I’ve only seen a couple Indian places and they’re all in the South. (I hardly ever go to the south, and if i do it’s always for a pretty good reason)

Lo and behold, when I was at Podium to be Anna’s guinea pig I saw a New Bombay up on the top floor. We had to eat there. And Abby, RC and their team had already gone to rave reviews, so I felt pretty confident going there with Moms and Joannaman.

We ordered, a chicken thing, a mutton thing, a vegetable thing, rice for them, chapatti for me. (I heart bread) I cannot for the life of me remember the names of what we ordered, we just asked what the waitress would recommend, and pointed at stuff that looked interesting.

What’s the verdict?

It was an experience. The chapatti I loved, the mutton thing, reminded me of caldereta. the vegetable thing was kinda sweet so i was kinda annoyed (I’m not a fan of sweet savory stuff, keep it apart, or keep it subtle), and the chicken, my favorite. Everything was spicy even though we asked for the mildest they could give us (but i guess we’re just weenies when it comes to spicy), but it complimented the taste of the food, it’d have been boring if not for the little kick accompanied with every bite. [For weenies like us, order the almond lassi (yogurt drink?) it cuts through the spicy aftertaste just great.]

Verdict: Not as yummy or different as I expected, but hey, maybe we should try the more exotic ones next time. Will i go looking for it in the future? Maybe not. Will i tell people to try it? Definitely, especially those people who love spicy food.

But for now, I’m heading to Mr. Kabab for my chelo kabab fix. 🙂 (Miss, do you have chapatti?)

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