we've a uniquely singaporean habit of visiting stalls that come with complimentary newspaper reviews. visit any 'famous' hawker in singers and you'll see a stall front plastered with foodie articles, occasionally with grinning celebs embracing the hawker in question. it was comforting to observe that this practice might not be solely singaporean in nature, as when we were in jaipur, our guide brought us to this one lady surrounded by aluminium drums. she, too, was newspaper-famous. one look at our aghast faces (sigh, bad tourists) and the guide read our minds. "it's ok," he reassured us, "i bring my tourists here all the time and they don't get delhi belly after!" the mister is usually up for anything, but the thought of running to the loo for the duration of our return flight did not appeal to him. nor me. i did feel bad though! wouldn't the lady be insulted? but the guide was hungry and we were more than happy to buy a few helpings of the deep fried dough fritters swimming in a peppery water mix.
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