This was my favorite day in India. The day began with the cool morning walk and breakfast in a small cafe. I was the only women in the restaurant, I faced the door so I could not see the observance of the melanistic squirrel.
We had tea with milk and sugar and idli (which, is a steamed, spongy food that is made from rice power) and a green pea curry. This is not the starchy, soft green pea, that I am used to but a harder legume type of pea.
The curry was flavorful and it was nice to eat early. I found that my Indian family liked to eat several hours after I had been out of bed which, for me, is very hard. I am one of those people that wake up and want food shortly after my eyes are open.
Then we went home and had a second delicious breakfast. This time, puttu, (rice flour steamed in a tube shaped metal object, with coconut,) bengal gram curry and fried bananas.
(I have been home for a month now and I am still working the fried bananas off my pot belly, they were so worth it. )
Then we were off in a car to Wayanad. A place of stunning landscape and wild monkeys. The road to the top of the mountains was full of pin curves. Also the black top had been washed out in many places by the monsoon rains leaving large rocks and sand next to large drop offs down coffee covered hillsides and of course tour buses auto rickshaws and us all passed one another on a race to the top.
However, it was so beautiful I hardly noticed the crazy road conditions. In the distance I could see the quilt like look of the tea plants. Each plant is trimmed to a similar height however, each plant has its own unique shape giving the hillsides pattern without rigidity.
We had tea with milk and sugar and idli (which, is a steamed, spongy food that is made from rice power) and a green pea curry. This is not the starchy, soft green pea, that I am used to but a harder legume type of pea.
The curry was flavorful and it was nice to eat early. I found that my Indian family liked to eat several hours after I had been out of bed which, for me, is very hard. I am one of those people that wake up and want food shortly after my eyes are open.
Then we went home and had a second delicious breakfast. This time, puttu, (rice flour steamed in a tube shaped metal object, with coconut,) bengal gram curry and fried bananas.
(I have been home for a month now and I am still working the fried bananas off my pot belly, they were so worth it. )
Then we were off in a car to Wayanad. A place of stunning landscape and wild monkeys. The road to the top of the mountains was full of pin curves. Also the black top had been washed out in many places by the monsoon rains leaving large rocks and sand next to large drop offs down coffee covered hillsides and of course tour buses auto rickshaws and us all passed one another on a race to the top.
However, it was so beautiful I hardly noticed the crazy road conditions. In the distance I could see the quilt like look of the tea plants. Each plant is trimmed to a similar height however, each plant has its own unique shape giving the hillsides pattern without rigidity.
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