Every so often along the road outside of New Delhi we would end up going through small towns and villages. All of these villages always had at least one small shack set up where you could stop for food along your drive. Some were larger, and offered seating, others were no larger than a shack (barely able to provide enough space for the vendor to even cook in!). One thing always remained a staple, and that is a huge Indian Wok, used for frying plenty of delicious roadside mini-meals.
Read MoreThe first real meal we had in India was in our guesthouse in New Delhi. A small, jet lagged feast of Dal Makhani (a personal favourite of mine), Malai Paneer (Katelyn’s choice), and Naan. The helpful service employee there also slipped us a small bottle of whiskey, as a very thoughtful welcome gift.
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