Larry and I weren’t Indian food aficionados before we visited India. Early in our marriage, we lived next door to a delightful Indian family; Northridge, CA. One evening, they invited us to dinner and proceeded to blow our brains out with the hottest food I’d ever encountered. I recall wincing and sweating, followed by spice-burping for days. So while Larry and I really do love hot spicy foods, we somehow decided we “didn’t like Indian food.” Dumb. Only recently have we started hitting Indian restaurants to realize what we’d missed these decades. Fast forward to our trip to India.
Nearly three weeks in Northern India produced good eats along with stunning photos. Everything about India was overload – colors, sounds, flavors. Out of fear of experiencing Delhi Belly; I stuck mostly to hot, cooked foods proper snacks but still enjoyed the sights of foods wherever we went. Overseas Adventure Travel tour guide Bindu taught us that Southern is much different than Northern food. That can only mean one thing: we will travel again in the future to India. And when people ask,”did you get sick eating in India?” The answer is, “no.” I am also encouraged to know that there are fine food bloggers like Deeba who blogs at Passionate About Baking based in India to consult when we get ready to return.