I am back from India!
first episode Dusseldorf-Istanbul-Delhi with eggplant pakora
Actually it is more than a week that I'm back, but among a lot of work accumulated in two weeks of vacation and some problemini health is only now put his hand to the keyboard .
The trip went pretty well, even the flight with turkish. Aircraft and pilots are really good, and really does care custumer hostess and piety. We found the hostess and education and good manners do not exist, when the reservation is not required to have registered the vegan menu (which we later discovered not to exist, so why not tell us when booking with a menu instead of being greedy?) And then after you complained to Istanbul, and have made phone calls to the call center we got to fly back to the Asian menu vegetarian (vegan, and then passed off without eggs and dairy products, but which Panir, butter, etc.). But at least there were no carcasses of various origins.
Moral of the story, the Turks do not know what it means to be vegan (ah ... my beloved aeroflot! )
Luckily I was equipped with bread and various sauces, all made in packages under 100g in order to pass the check in!
Another black turkish is cleaning. Before withdrawing the plates touching cutlery and glasses to the brim, and then simultaneously, you need a coffee / tea ... sucks ... imagine the nice gloves dirty leftovers of the other passengers? yes yes good hands with these filthy you wish to make coffee.
My husband, who did not mince his words, asked the stewards to take off his gloves before serving the hot drink (I was ice cold), saw that his hands were dirty, but I know that the response was comparable to a " fuck you ": the first complain to the management e poi io vi servo il te. E la povera vila ha continuato a ghiacciare nel volo di ritorno dove mi sono ammalata per benino… dal caldo dell’India, al ghiaccio dell’aereo.
Questo è anche un altro dato di fatto: io in India non mi ammalo (o mi ammalo molto di rado se la temperatura è alta alta), sarà perché sono andata la prima volta a due anni e mezzo, che non ho mai fatto vaccinazioni preventive, niente per la malaria perché tanto sono talassemica e se me la piglio sono proprio sfigata, ma ventilatori, AC e aerei mi ammazzano!!!
Allora dopo tutte le peripezie con la Turkish siamo arrivati a Delhi… ma sapete come diventa sempre più pulita di anno in anno? Ora stanno allungando la metropolitana up at the airport (and taxi drivers? ok, less pollution, but perhaps less work !!!), and the roads are much better.
We were two nights in the district of Janakpur. It 's the first time I stopped to see up close the Indian metropolis. And I must admit that Delhi, for what I saw, I was really positively surprised.
There is a separate collection: organic waste, and all other types in different containers. Wow!
I also saw ambulances and cars to help women. Ok, if you need special assistance, it means that something is wrong in society, and the role of women in modern India is something that, in the overwhelming percentage of popolazione, viene trascurata, malcurata e sfruttata, ma è un buon sintomo di riscossa vedere che ci sono organizzazioni che si prendono cura di questo problema e che sempre più donne chiamano per essere aiutate.
E le foto? ottima domanda! avevo fotografato il tutto finché la macchina ha deciso di non lavorare e così mi ha lasciato senza foto…
io sono contenta, perché foto non ne ho mai fatte e mi piace ricordare i miei viaggi nel cuore… ma mi sarebbe piaciuto condividere alcuni dei posti dove sono stata con voi… pazienza, sarà alla prossima volta in india…
Per la prima volta a Delhi ho preso la metropolitana… mi sembrava essere a Berlino… poi abbiamo scoperto che è una ditta tedesca a importare i vagoni in India… tutti gli indiani se ne vantavano appena sentivano che mio marito è tedesco…
Il bello della metro è che la linea che abbiamo preso (la rossa?) ha come due capolinea Indraprasta e Hastinapura. Prima di partire per l’india, per diversi mesi abbiamo visto il Mahabharata (la Grande India), il famoso poema epico in dvd. I due protagonisti della storia, ovvero i due gruppi di fratelli Pandava, i figli di Pandu Maharaja (il bene), e i Kaurava, i figli di Dritarastra (il male), a un certo punto dividono l’impero in due parti: Indraprasta va ai pandava e Hastinapura rimane ai kaurava. Non contenti di questo succedono mille eventi fino alla guerra di Kuruksetra, where it is said to be the Ulimate battle on earth where one side were arrayed the forces of good and evil ... the other ones also interesting that among the forces of evil people were lined up to anything evil, but ... but having accepted service and compromise (they were obliged to accept them for various reasons) have found themselves fighting on the front ...
Leaving aside the story of the Mahabharata, it was like a dip in the poem to travel between these two directions.
The security measures that are in the metro in Delhi are super rigid, airport type: metal detector, checking bags and plenty of police on patrol. This is also a plus point in Delhi, even if annoys me every time let me check ...
The note was signed with a chip-chip destination stop, and to open the exit door of the station, you would enter: no races without a ticket and no possibility of reuse.
And the food? wow we are in a foodblog, I can not evade this question!
We stayed in the guest-house of a Vaishnava temple: my preferred accommodation. Typically, the temples have a good level of safety, do not cheat, have a very clean kitchen and toilet facilities as the food on the altar to their gods, and despite often can be a spartan accommodation, hospitality and kindness fill that gap. This time we
had a nice double room with bed and mattress and a bathroom "Western" in the room. If you put even three meals a day and consider that we paid 350 (€ 5.60) rupees per night for two, it seems a good price. For those not part of their association are 450 or 500 rupees (7.25 / 8,00 €) per night for a room without AC.
Menu: Breakfast
: Kichri, rice, dal and vegetables all cooked together, and to accompany him there was always something like fried papadam (the wafer), or pure eggplant pakora (fried bread).
Lunch: rice, dal, 2-3 types of vegetables, pure, and if you come on Sunday for the party also found the dessert.
Dinner: beans mais al burro, riso, insalata. oppure riso e dal, oppure riso e verdura. Dipende dall’ispirazione del cuoco.
Il tutto senza limiti di quantità.
Ricetta: PAKORA DI MELANZANE
ovvero melanzane fritte in pastella all’indiana
La primavera è appena iniziata e quindi molti di voi staranno già preparando o pianificando l’orto. In alcuni mesi le melanzane la faranno da padrone ed ecco una delle ricette che preferisco in india. Ma la ricetta è la mia versione personale.
Preparate una pastella con sola farina di ceci e acqua. Salatela con sale normale e sale nero, e insaporite con un po’ di curcuma, peperoncino in polvere e alcuni semi di Kalonji o Nigella.
Cut the eggplant lengthwise and then sliced, so you have half-moons. I prefer the 3 mm thick but some cuts in the 5-8mm. See you ... If you cut the end it is more and more good.
Heat oil or ghee for frying (I always use sunflower oil: delicate, light and not too greasy). When it is hot dip the eggplant into the batter and then fry them.
Drain on paper towels, or if you really want to make Indian-drain in a colander.
Serve with tomato chutney or coriander, or with anything you like.
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