Home is where the heart is....
We had a short but fabulous India trip. I relish now fond memories of:
Spicy Phuchka
Aakher Ros - Lovely crushed sugarcane juice
Bhutta - Hot charcoal grilled and spiced up Corn cobs
Mishti Doi(typical Bengal sweet curd)
Bhapa Ilish - steamed Hilsa
Nolen Gurer Ice Cream(thanks to a great friend)
Jilipi(not Jalebi)..ok you look it up this time
Arunav enjoyed the fishes, phuchka(yes, he did not find that spicy), bhutta, Akher ros....and added to it were his rides on:
Auto Rickshaw
Rickshaw
Bus
Everyday Didun had to take him out for one. He did not fancy the taxis too much. He was curious about the market place. Aarushi has become more social(so says my friends) after coming back - she is so used to tons of strangers giving her attention and she behaving touch-me-not.
posted by Tuya @ 19:40
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