Just returned from Chutneys at the Cinnamon Grand Hotel. They have a veggie buffet on Tuesday nights that we have kept saying we wanted to try, but for whatever reason always missed it.
Tonight we didn't.
http://www.cinnamonhotels.com/GrandChutneys.htm
First the ambiance of the restaurant is excellent, door man, host, server, the whole enchilada. They had three guys in traditional garb playing a guitar, flute (Recorder) and drums playing Indian music. Very cool background music.
The buffet was great. We started off with a salad plate then returned for a few spoons each of some of the different curry's. We both opted not to get any rice although I did get a few pieces of naan (Indian grilled bread).
Every bite of curry was delicious. It was difficult if not impossible to nail down any one curry as our favorite.
This was by far the best Indian meal I have ever had, bar none.
I love Indian food. Now don't get me wrong, do I miss a fat pulled pork North Carolina BBQ sandwich? Would I like some steamed and raw oysters? Would I like some back home diner food like meat loaf and fried chicken? Of course! But Indian food is in a category of its own. The spices, the flavors, it can't be ignored.
So drop by your local Indian place and give it a try!
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
New Blog To Enjoy
I stumbled upon a blog by way of a comment left on my blog and now I am a follower.
Please drop by http://nomadicjoe.blogspot.com for an enjoyable read about the expat life in Turkey.
Speaking of Turkey I gained one of my best travel lessons there. Trying to catch a cab from the Grand Bazaar to the Movenpick hotel. Could not for the life of us find a taxi driver who understood or knew where the Movenpick was. Our plastic hotel key provided only the name of the hotel.
Fortunately one of the cab drivers made a call and we were on our way. Lesson learned? When I check into a hotel the first thing I do is grab a business card and put it in my wallet, like clockwork!
If you have a blog that you would like me to read please leave a comment.
Speaking of comment, why is it every time I mention, comment, I get a few spam comments in my inbox?
Please drop by http://nomadicjoe.blogspot.com for an enjoyable read about the expat life in Turkey.
Speaking of Turkey I gained one of my best travel lessons there. Trying to catch a cab from the Grand Bazaar to the Movenpick hotel. Could not for the life of us find a taxi driver who understood or knew where the Movenpick was. Our plastic hotel key provided only the name of the hotel.
Fortunately one of the cab drivers made a call and we were on our way. Lesson learned? When I check into a hotel the first thing I do is grab a business card and put it in my wallet, like clockwork!
If you have a blog that you would like me to read please leave a comment.
Speaking of comment, why is it every time I mention, comment, I get a few spam comments in my inbox?
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