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Friday, February 22, 2008

Nasi Goreng Indian ishtyle

This is what the Nasi goreng at Hyderabad Central mall looks like. All credit to Ohri's for cornering the food court market at this mall by being the only provider on the floor. Also, much credit to them for addressing the variety issue. Sorry, but for those of you relying on me to paint the picture, Ohri's has everything from Indian to Chinese to Continenal to downright American would-you-like-fries-with-that cuisine.

Having said that, this is only the second time I'm braving the odds and ordering this dish at this very same place. The last time I ate this, I was "rotfcip" (rolling on the floor crying in pain), followed by "htcpmgo" (hugging the commode puking my guts out). But what the hey, you only live everyday, right? So, while visiting the mall again, a little voice inside my head went, "Ten bucks says you're too chicken to try it again." Then, another voice chimed in with a, "Twenty bucks says you're dumb enough to set yourself up for another night of cozying up to the toilet, staring longingly into it's cavernous bowl." Not knowing which one to listen to, and before others jumped in, I decided that I liked this stuff enough to give it another shot.

What I didn't stop to think about was the fact that I was about to eat the abridged version of an Indonesian dish, in a mall in South India. What the &@%*? I mean, this is one aspect of globalisation that I find hard to stomach, pardon the pun. But, no. I was determined to feast on the dangerously exotic, made even more lethal by the fact that I took one look at my food when it arrived and went, "Oh $41+! I'm &@%*ed now."

Remind me never to do that again. Please!

But hey, it does look mighty inviting, eh? Enhanced by the addition of two skewers of Satay chicken. And the peanut the top left corner of the picture. Mmmmm...

Well, never trust foreign cuisine to countries where it's represented poorly. That's all I have to say about that.

Oh, I just remembered. My good friend and former roommate, Mr. Rishi Handa, used to have a special, somewhat fond name for this dish. Back when we were studying in Hawai'i, he called it, "nasty goreng".


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