Day 5 in Pune was the day for Indian food. Since husband’s tummy was still in shambles from the food poisoning from day 1, he was very careful with what he ate. He was limited to bananas and yogurts. He suffered while I took my sweet time at Westin’s buffet, eating to my heart’s content.
Idli. These are rice cakes, they taste like the Filipino dessert, Puto without the sweetness. I loved it, I would dip it in sambar and coconut chutney. Some days I would even drizzle maple syrup on them, pretending they were itty bitty pancakes.
Sambar. Lentils cooked in Indian spices. Tasted amazing with the idli and dosa.
Medu Vada. These are deep fried dumplings made with rice flour. They appeared like mini donuts so I had hopes that they would be sweet, but they are actually savory. Tasted pretty good, my mind just couldn’t accept the fact that they weren’t sweet so I didn’t come back for more.
After that heavy brunch, it was time to relax by the hotel’s swimming pool.
One of the most important things that I forgot in KL was my memory card reader. After an afternoon nap in the room, I decided to take a “quick” trip to the mall to get one. That was my excuse with Marco anyway.
I decided to go to the Phoenix Marketcity Mall. Aside from the memory card reader, there was a grocery there called Foodhall that Marco’s friend suggested I visit.
After going crazy in the grocery, I decided to walk around and check out the food court.
At around 6 pm, I decided to make my way back to the hotel.
We had dinner plans with Marco’s friends, Monica and Divik. They picked us up at the hotel and brought us to a restaurant called Prems. Divik said that Prem in Hindi is “love”. Hence the foto below.
It was nice to meet Marco’s friends. Monica used to work with Marco in HR. They were a very lovely couple, taking the time to take us out for dinner, and they drove us around to show us Pune at night.
After that night drive, Divik suggested that we try the Pan. I just tried some of Marco’s. I’ve been very careful with what I eat and where I eat. I’ve seen the repercussions of Marco’s nonchalant attitude with the food, and I wasn’t read to spend an entire day puking my guts out. It was pretty tasty though, that itty bitty piece I had.
The Paan (Pan) is considered a mouth sweetener, freshener, digestive, symbol of hospitality. It is made from Betel leaves on which various ‘fillings’ are put. The leaf is then wrapped into a neat little parcel and served, preferably chilled. Indian Paan makers, called Paan Walahs can be seen at every street corner and each has his own secret recipes! The fillings range from candied fruit, raisins, to Mukhwas, cardamom, saffron, roasted coconut, Areca nut, slaked lime paste and even edible silver leaf. http://indianfood.about.com/