Greetings from Vietnam! I’m currently on a super short trip to Hanoi the capital of the country and the city welcomes me with nice thin drizzles and perfect chilly weather. Lunar New Year’s holiday is officially over but it seems people here are still in the vacation mood, if all those complaints I’ve heard for the past few days are anything to go by. As you may know, I’ve totally neglected the blog for the past couple of weeks for a lot of reasons (most of which are me being lazy and easily distracted so to speak). For that I’m sorry (but I can’t promise it won’t ever happen again oh boy) and I’ll try to update more regularly!
A while ago my friend and I sorta fell into a food crisis where we couldn’t either find a proper restaurant that we both liked to try out or have an appetite for anything that was economically & financially unattractive. Desperate time calls for desperate measures, we decided to go for all-you-can-eat, in hope it would somehow satisfy our very different food cravings and chose Foreign Restaurant, which is the fancy name for a restaurant that serves Halal/Indian food.
I’m no expert when it comes to Indian food but without a doubt this is by far my best experience with said cuisine. Among a bunch of Indian restaurants in Anam area, Otsal is my personal and also many people’s favorite. It’s only been a month and a half since I first went to Otsal but I’ve already lost track of how many times I’ve eaten in this resto.
After hurriedly finishing off my work I immediately left for Otsal. By the time I arrived at the resto, my friends had already ordered one Butter chicken curry (9000 KRW) and a Honey naan (2500 KRW). Too much work makes Jack a dull boy. Being extremely exhausted from work made my brain clouded with hunger and irrational decisions which resulted in me ordering the most boring curry dish ever: Bean curry (8000 KRW). We also ordered one Chicken Biryani (9000 KRW).
Yesterday, the neverending love for Indian/Nepalese food was ignited again by an incredible meal at a tiny restaurant called Manakamana on the busy Temple Street in Hong Kong (hard to find because it is back in behind the stalls selling tourist trinkets that line the streets). I usually get my Indian fix (read, Dosa) at Woodlands in Tsim Sha Tsui, but now Manakamana has officially become another mecca for Indian food to me. Of course, one can always have 2 meccas, especially when one specializes in South Indian food (Woodlands), and the other abundant in Northern fare and Himalayan delicacies.
I have a huge obsession: Dosa. I am crazy about it, no joke. Malaysia was an amazing place to me, 40% was because of Dosa, 40% Nasi Lemak, and 20% everything. When I was promised that I would have Dosa in Hong Kong, I was ecstatic. And yes, I did get lots of huge, crispy, why-so-delicious dosas at Woodlands Vegetarian restaurant in Hong Kong. Why the numerous Indian restaurants here in Korea cannot make a single dosa????
Just look at how thin and huge it is. Don’t you just love dosa?