If you say “sweets” I come. Chocolate sweets, baked sweets, I try it all. Ravi brought us back Indian sweets. Now, I’m going to have to come clean. I spent 2 weeks in Mumbai for work and ate everything put in front of me. Everything, even the from the carts behind the Taj Mahal hotel. But when I came back, that was it. No more Indian, I can’t do it. I did do a buffet one year after my trip, and it was a reminder I needed more time. I think I’m upsetting Mark because we may never get to go back to Ponatu for dinner.
The picture above is “laddoo”, the smaller version was “moti choor laddoo”. I think we decided it had a cardamon taste.
Then I had the “minapa Sunni” which was like a ball of brown sugar held together with something. That something is clarified butter I learned. This one ended up all over my desk.
And finally we tried the “badam burphy”, which had an almond flavor.