That's me, Pio and Doris in a market. They are buying fruit for tomorrow's leg. I met them on the train from Coonoor to Ooty yesterday. Pio is from from pious said Pio. That's her good friend Doris. After the train had diner at the Blue Hotel Ooty and then sweet snacks on the street. I had fish curry. Had all the bones in it too. But it was good anyway. Our desert - Doodh Burfy is a cream colored candy. We had to buy it because the name was so alluring. I suggested we name our new rock band after it. "Live from Stuttgart (Pi and Di are from Germany) the hottest band in Germany...give it up for Doodh Burfy!" They didn't get it but I thought it was funny.
Milk and Fruit Drinks: The worst fruit drink in India is better than the best in the USA...well not really. But if you order mango, pineapple, watermelon or orange juice in India you can be pretty sure its squeezed from ripe, local fruits just moments before brought to your table. So basically it knocks your socks off each time. The milk is also creamer and thicker and white. I'm not sure it's homogenized - stuff is left on the inside of the glass.
If you order coffee or tea the milk comes scalded and hot. It really improves the coffee. India coffee is good even though they make it with "powdered" (instant) coffee. Its full of that scalded hot milk and sugar. I'm going to learn to make that at home. Tea in India is usually Chia. Made and a mini ceremony at rodeside carts. Hot scalded milk poured through the black tea held in a cloth strainer. The chia is rich and creaming and sweet...sugar don't forget the sugar. It has a head on it like a beer.
