Delhi is the land where losing weight is simply
not an option. Not when you get delicious pancakes like the ones on top at
the American Diner, smothered in maple syrup, honey and strawberry crush, and not when you get the yummy milk shakes at Keventers, like the ones I'm cradling below.
Stephen and I decided to see Old Delhi on day two of his visit to Delhi, but before that, I suggested a breakfast stop at Keventers and that
other Delhi FoodieInstitution, Wengers (the snap down there is from Stephen's collection). With the Central Park at C.P. open, the amphitheatre was the perfect place to get gluttony before heading out on the sightseeing trip. We have different tastes though - Stephen liked the horribly dry cheesecakes, while I loved the gooey lemon tarts - we both hated the chocolate chip muffins.
Old Delhi meant Chandni Chawk, adjoining the Red Fort - and that means the Paranthawali Galli... and my personal favourite, the rabri stuffed parantha below.
A certain Traveller was in seventh heaven as he chomped down on the four paranthas we ordered: rabri, paneer, kaju and gobi. WTF is dyssentry??? *grin*
Comesum, outside the New Delhi station, used to be the favoured spot for Anytime Food - I was glad to see they have a branch at the Agra station too - so that's where we wound up, waiting for the train to take us back after visiting the Taj. Stephen is giving a false smile for his crappy uthapam down there.
And then there was Costa Coffee, of which I've been hearing loads about. So on my last day, I meet Eric for a spot of brunch at the C.P. Costa Coffee outlet - and yes, their servings are enormous.
Elephantine. Who's complaining, though? :)
But Dilli Haat remains the best and the most memorable. Steamed momos from any of the Northeastern state stalls, fruit beer, and piping hot jalebis... Heaven is a place on earth, as
Belinda Carlisle sings...!
Delhi is the land where losing weight is simply not an option. Not when you get delicious pancakes like the ones on top at the American Diner, smothered in maple syrup, honey and strawberry crush, and not when you get the yummy milk shakes at Keventers, like the ones I'm cradling below.
Stephen and I decided to see Old Delhi on day two of his visit to Delhi, but before that, I suggested a breakfast stop at Keventers and that other Delhi FoodieInstitution, Wengers (the snap down there is from Stephen's collection). With the Central Park at C.P. open, the amphitheatre was the perfect place to get gluttony before heading out on the sightseeing trip. We have different tastes though - Stephen liked the horribly dry cheesecakes, while I loved the gooey lemon tarts - we both hated the chocolate chip muffins.
Old Delhi meant Chandni Chawk, adjoining the Red Fort - and that means the Paranthawali Galli... and my personal favourite, the rabri stuffed parantha below.
A certain Traveller was in seventh heaven as he chomped down on the four paranthas we ordered: rabri, paneer, kaju and gobi. WTF is dyssentry??? *grin*
Comesum, outside the New Delhi station, used to be the favoured spot for Anytime Food - I was glad to see they have a branch at the Agra station too - so that's where we wound up, waiting for the train to take us back after visiting the Taj. Stephen is giving a false smile for his crappy uthapam down there.
And then there was Costa Coffee, of which I've been hearing loads about. So on my last day, I meet Eric for a spot of brunch at the C.P. Costa Coffee outlet - and yes, their servings are enormous. Elephantine. Who's complaining, though? :)
But Dilli Haat remains the best and the most memorable. Steamed momos from any of the Northeastern state stalls, fruit beer, and piping hot jalebis... Heaven is a place on earth, as Belinda Carlisle sings...!
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