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<p>When my sister suggested we go to <a href="http://www.iguanas.co.uk/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Las</span> Iguanas</a>, a Latino restaurant, the food snob in me popped up. There was no way I was going to a Brazilian restaurant; British people cant possibly know how to make Latin food. Besides I live in the US, near <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Washington</span> DC that too, Ive had the best Latin food. No <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">thank you</span>.</p>
<p>I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">don&#8217;t</span> know how it happened, but 2 minutes later I was following my sister into <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Las</span> Iguanas. And after this wonderful drink, I was swallowing my words.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhn2jz0h5I/AAAAAAAAARU/bpfiat9jKxU/s1600-h/IMG_2929.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhn2jz0h5I/AAAAAAAAARU/bpfiat9jKxU/s400/IMG_2929.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>This <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Caipirinha</span>, Brazil&#8217;s national drink, was very good. Somehow I cant seem to be able to take decent pictures of liquids! sorry! <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Caipirinha</span> is made with lime, sugar, ice and <span class="blsp-spelling-error">cachaca</span> &#8211; a Brazilian spirit. <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Las</span> Iguanas make their own <span class="blsp-spelling-error">cachaca</span> from their sugar cane plantation in Brazil.</p>
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<p>I ordered <span class="blsp-spelling-error">champinones</span> &#8211; a bowl of whole button mushrooms in a <span class="blsp-spelling-error">chipotle</span> sauce. You dip the tortillas in them. How can you go wrong with mushrooms and <span class="blsp-spelling-error">chipotle</span>! Very yummy!</p>
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<p>My sister ordered this new <span class="blsp-spelling-error">sopa</span>. A white bean and Argentine pesto soup. Argentine pesto, from what i understand, is <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Chimichurri</span>; made with parsley, oregano, garlic, onion, paprika and lemon. The soup was topped with croutons, cilantro and shavings of <span class="blsp-spelling-error">parmesan</span>. This was a tasty soup and I&#8217;ll have to recreate it when I get home! <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhsfIALkLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XCpB8JkuSXc/s1600-h/IMG_2940.jpg"><img style="float:left;cursor:hand;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhsfIALkLI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XCpB8JkuSXc/s400/IMG_2940.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>We shared a <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Puerto</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Rican</span> Paella next. It has asparagus, peas, butternut squash, mushroom and saffron.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhs22QcFzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ha_6l2leAAA/s1600-h/IMG_2946.jpg"><img style="float:left;cursor:hand;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhs22QcFzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ha_6l2leAAA/s400/IMG_2946.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
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<div style="clear:both;text-align:left;">My sister ordered the <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Columbian</span> Cassava fries. And that was a historic moment for me &#8211; I had met fries I did not like. My sister enjoyed them though. But I <span class="blsp-spelling-error">wasnt</span> crazy about the starchy texture.</div>
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<div style="clear:both;text-align:left;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">In case</span> you are wondering, yes, we did eat all that food and for a moment even contemplated the Aztec chocolate fudge cake! We walked out of <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Las</span> Iguanas swearing never to eat again. That lasted..ummm&#8230;8 hours.</div>
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<p class="post-footer">England is full of &#8216;<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">compulsory</span> eats&#8217; for me. There are a bunch of restaurants that are mandatory pilgrimages. Either I have to go to them or members of my family must go to them. My grandmother loves the Pizza Hut buffet on Oxford St. So we always go there when we visit. My aunt enjoys Indian food at <span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Sakonis</span></span> in west London, so when I&#8217;m visiting, <span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Sakonis</span></span> with my aunt is mandatory.</p>
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<p>My sister&#8217;s restaurant <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pilgrimages</span> involve <a href="http://www.greggs.co.uk/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Greggs</span></span></a> and <a href="http://www.wagamama.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Wagamama</span></span></a>. When it comes to bakeries, it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">doesn&#8217;t</span> get any more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">British</span> than <span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Greggs</span></span>. We love the flaky savory pastries there. When we visited the historic city of Bath for a day trip, we stopped at <span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">greggs</span></span> for this cheese and onion pastry. It has cheese and onion, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">of course</span>, and some silky potatoes. When I have a pastry from <span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Greggs</span></span>, I know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I&#8217;m</span> in England! <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhKpxkh2nI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XbAGGIbPKKE/s1600-h/IMG_3137.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhKpxkh2nI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XbAGGIbPKKE/s400/IMG_3137.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Wagamama</span> is mandatory with my sister. Anyone that visits her will be taken to <span class="blsp-spelling-error">wagamama</span>. So we trekked up the steep park street to arrive at this modern Japanese restaurant where you get your food in 5 minutes! My sister had this raw salad with radish carrots, and topped with fried onions.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhKp5TLnWI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uqBhmLYdsmU/s1600-h/IMG_3143.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKhKp5TLnWI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uqBhmLYdsmU/s400/IMG_3143.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>I had these <span class="blsp-spelling-error">yasai</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error">gyoza</span> with water chestnuts, cabbage, carrots and celery. The accompanying sweet ginger sauce was nice and thick (cornflour?).</p>
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<div style="clear:both;text-align:left;">Next came the <span class="blsp-spelling-error">yasai</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error">yaki</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error">soba</span> which we shared. The whole wheat noodles were soft inside and crispy outside, showing they were tossed in a very hot wok. There were lots of green onions, bean sprouts and sesame. The pile of noodles was topped with threads of pickled ginger. I&#8217;ll have to try to recreate this at home&#8230;</div>
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<p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Dill Filled Latvian eats in Riga<br /></span></strong><br />I looked forward to breakfast at R and K&#8217;s house in Riga. I&#8217;ll always remember their sun filled kitchen and their satisfying bread basket. Breakfast was an assortment of breads, cucumber, tomato, cheese and <span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Karums</span></span> &#8211; a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Latvian</span> curd based sweet.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKG_DAuSMNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/u_7MwprXt9I/s1600-h/IMG_3288.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKG_DAuSMNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/u_7MwprXt9I/s400/IMG_3288.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>This dark, sour rye bread was my favorite. It had the distinct taste of cumin and fennel.</p>
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<p><span class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Karums</span></span> is a sweet curd snack. R and K had it in chocolate and vanilla flavors. This one is chocolate with chocolate chips inside. It <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">looks</span> like a snickers bar and tastes like cheese cake!</p>
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<p>We had this mushroom crepe for lunch after walking around old town Riga seeing the churches, monuments and quaint cobble stoned alleys. The crepe was delicate, filled with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">mushrooms</span> and lots of dill. There was a creamy mushroom sauce on the aside, again with lots of dill. I&#8217;ve come realize Latvians use a lot of dill in their cooking. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKHBlnopqXI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Xz2UlVX447w/s1600-h/IMG_3360.jpg"><img style="float:left;cursor:hand;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKHBlnopqXI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Xz2UlVX447w/s400/IMG_3360.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
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<p>On our second day in Riga, we stumbled upon a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">quaint</span> little <span class="blsp-spelling-error">greek</span> restaurant near dome square, and we stopped for lunch. My salad might have been <span class="blsp-spelling-error">greek</span> but it had the ubiquitous dill! I&#8217;m not complaining, it was a very good salad and unlike my <a href="http://veggiebelly.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-extremes-in-norway-peasant-food-and.html">Oslo salad experience</a>, it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn&#8217;t</span> cost much. I also loved the fresh oregano on top of the salad. </div>
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<p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">The Pinkest Thing I&#8217;ve Ever Eaten &#8211; Latvian Cold Soup<br /></span></strong><br />We stayed with R, K and little K in Riga, the Latvian capital. We tremendously enjoyed our stay and learned a lot about Latvian culture. R is German, so her little boy speaks both Latvian and German. Thanks to him, my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">German</span> vocabulary is richer by 4 words -<span class="blsp-spelling-error">nicht</span> (no), <span class="blsp-spelling-error">weichen</span> (go away), <span class="blsp-spelling-error">tomate</span> (tomato), and <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Ei</span> (egg). When I cooked Indian food one night for our hosts, little K sat on the kitchen window sill demanding pieces of the &#8216;<span class="blsp-spelling-error">tomate</span>&#8216; I was chopping, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that&#8217;s</span> how I learned that word. The next day, when R and K made cold soup for us, little K wanted the <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Ei</span> in the soup, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that&#8217;s</span> how I learned <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Ei</span> is egg in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">German</span>. Cultural exchange in a Latvian kitchen!</p>
<p>This <span class="blsp-spelling-error">kefir</span> based soup is healthy, refreshing, crunchy and best of all&#8230;pink ! Its easy to make, just mix all the ingredients together and you are done. The beetroot makes things pink and slightly sweet. As in a lot of dishes in Latvia, this one has dill in it. Latvians have this soup during the summer months and serve it with bread.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKG6zdrMk3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/5qcMiOWfva4/s1600-h/IMG_3379.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKG6zdrMk3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/5qcMiOWfva4/s400/IMG_3379.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Kefir</span> &#8211; 2 cups<br />Cucumber &#8211; 1 medium<br />Beetroot &#8211; 1/2 cup<br />Dill &#8211; 4 tbsp chopped<br />Green onion &#8211; 5 tbsp chopped<br />Egg &#8211; 1 boiled<br />Salt and pepper</p>
<p>Chop the cucumber, dill and green onion. If using fresh beetroot, boil till tender and then chop. Chop the boiled egg. Combine all ingredients and serve with a wedge of boiled egg on top.</p>
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<p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Redemption in Oslo</span></strong></p>
<p>After that $75 salad, I just had to get something cheap and good to prove I could find cheap stuff in one of the world&#8217;s most expensive cities. So my sister and I grabbed an early dinner in a small streetside place and ate it the park before we caught our flights back. The whole thing cost $6. Yesssss!!!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKGwecoJ_yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/FnS9yyNBfGg/s1600-h/IMG_3126.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKGwecoJ_yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/FnS9yyNBfGg/s400/IMG_3126.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
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<p>We had an asian roll which was kind of like a spring roll/wrap, filled with carrots and noodles. We also got a spinach borek (not in picture). Then we shared a chocolate dipped waffle.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKGweuWvVvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ybkxx9or0WE/s1600-h/IMG_3074.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKGweuWvVvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ybkxx9or0WE/s400/IMG_3074.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SKGwei1fvcI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7-0iYokwZfs/s1600-h/IMG_2958.jpg"><img style="clear:both<br />
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<p><!-- Begin .post --><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Two Extremes in Norway &#8211; Peasant Food and $75 Salad<br /></span></strong><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJwfPmRPf3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/-6fBkAQlNDU/s1600-h/IMG_3031.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJwfPmRPf3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/-6fBkAQlNDU/s400/IMG_3031.jpg" border="0" /></a> My sister&#8217;s friends B and E were such gracious hosts in Oslo. We stayed in their gorgeous apartment in the heart of the city and they took us to some unique places that we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wouldn&#8217;t</span> have gotten to if we were on our own.</p>
<p>B took us to the ski jump slope in Oslo and then to this old Norwegian house <span class="blsp-spelling-error">thats</span> been converted into a cafe. It was a huge but cozy log cabin type building with moose heads, moose horn chandeliers and l<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ong,</span> wooden, almost <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">medieval</span> looking tables. The whole thing felt like a <span class="blsp-spelling-error">giant</span> leap back in time.</p>
<p>My sister, B and I sat here sipping tea and discussing our respective cultures &#8211; Indian and Norwegian.</p>
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<p>I saw this huge pot of thick creamy <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Rommegrot</span> and was curious to try it. B told me its typical Norwegian peasant food; a porridge made from flour, butter and sour cream.<br />We tried a small spoon of it. B sprinkled sugar, cinnamon and raisins on it. It tasted like tangy <span class="blsp-spelling-error">raisiny</span> cheese cake. I could get used to that!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJwfPbOVojI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wbQl81ugKcA/s1600-h/IMG_3025.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJwfPbOVojI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wbQl81ugKcA/s400/IMG_3025.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>You are supposed to eat the porridge with this wafer thin bread.</p>
<p>Apologies for the bad pictures, im still figuring out flashless low light photography!</p>
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<p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Friday afternoon at home cooking. Pasta with Spring Greens &amp; Wine and Thyme Mushrooms</span></strong></p>
<p>I love London. Perhaps because I was born here, I have a special connection. Coming to London is like coming home. And I always enjoy my grandmother’s house &#8211; her amazing south Indian food, her house in central London…even her laundry smells extra good! </p>
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<div>For me, London is full of familiar people and familiar places. The best <span class="blsp-spelling-error">falafels</span> are in a hole in the wall joint near <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Covent</span> Garden, the best Arab store is round the corner from my grandmother’s house, <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Eastham</span> has the best south Indian food (after my grandmother’s of course). I even know that Leicester Square tube station has the most number of mice. Believe me, when I was a bored teenager, I’<span class="blsp-spelling-error">ve</span> done extensive research on the rodents of the London underground! </div>
<div>Because my grandmother tirelessly cooks infinite amounts of food; I always cook a meal for her when I visit. </div>
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<p>While shopping at <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Tescos</span> we picked up a packet of Spring Greens. I have no idea what they are. The packet says “Succulent dark greens, chopped for your convenience”. Good enough for me. Its green AND its chopped! I can find a use for that. And it was delicious. It had the texture of cabbage and a very mild spinach-collard-this-has-to-be-good-for-you-taste.</div>
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<div>This is a completely scalable recipe and today I made massive amounts (because my uncles and cousins are visiting). So I’m giving you approximate measurements in this recipe.</div>
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<div>Pine nuts &#8211; 1/2 cup toasted<br />Cooking wine – splash<br />Dried Basil – 1 1/2 tsp<br />Dried Thyme – 1 tsp<br />Salt and pepper</p>
<p>Boil the pasta till <span class="blsp-spelling-error">al</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error">dente</span>. While the pasta is boiling heat a pan or wok. Add the olive oil and butter. Add garlic and peppers and <span class="blsp-spelling-error">sauté</span> till pepper are a little tender. Add the <span class="blsp-spelling-error">sundried</span> tomatoes, basil, thyme and a splash of wine and let the wine boil away – about 1 minute. </div>
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<div></strong>I absolutely love this recipe. I saw it on Micheal <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Chiarello</span>’s show and adapted it. The wine makes all the difference to this dish, so don’t leave it out!<br />I used a South African First Cape Chardonnay-<span class="blsp-spelling-error">Viognier</span>. </div>
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<div>I used a very simple criteria to buy the wine – it was cheapest one available!With the weak dollar, I find London very expensive, so when I saw a $8 wine (the cheapest in the store), I pounced on it. </div>
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<div>Heat the olive oil and butter in a large flat non stick pan. Arrange the mushrooms in the pan cap side down. Cook on high till the mushrooms caps are golden. Don’t move the mushrooms around; if you do they wont caramelize. </div>
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<p class="post-footer">My grandmother made this curry at my brother&#8217;s request. He was visiting London for the weekend and wanted rice with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">butternut</span> squash curry. It was tangy, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">fiery</span> goodness! I&#8217;ll post the recipe as soon as I get it from my grandmother.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm_sZBBEyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/eIp3l3gftoc/s1600-h/IMG_2904.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm_sZBBEyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/eIp3l3gftoc/s400/IMG_2904.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm_sYpAA-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/4XjcC0GNKS0/s1600-h/IMG_2861.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm_sYpAA-I/AAAAAAAAAMs/4XjcC0GNKS0/s400/IMG_2861.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
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<p class="blogger-labels"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span></strong>London always means good Indian food. My grandmother&#8217;s home cooked Indian food is to die for. And Indian restaurants in London are fabulous. Heck, even the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">traditional</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">English</span> food places have chicken <span class="blsp-spelling-error">tikka</span>! <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm8fP_iBRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pAXc1WAp9qk/s1600-h/IMG_2819.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm8fP_iBRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/pAXc1WAp9qk/s400/IMG_2819.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>My grandmother&#8217;s friends took us to <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Sakoni</span>, my favorite Indian restaurant in London. We had the lunch buffet which was <span class="blsp-spelling-error">soooo</span> good. I started with this potato <span class="blsp-spelling-error">bajji</span>.</p>
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<p>Indian Chinese is the best! I love <span class="blsp-spelling-error">hakka</span> noodles. As a child, Ive been known to spend hours eating this dish one noodle at a time. I swear the noodles tasted better that way, rather than eating fork fulls.</p>
<p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm8fYO9IRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/9GOixgKb1dQ/s1600-h/IMG_2815.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm8fYO9IRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/9GOixgKb1dQ/s400/IMG_2815.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Paneer</span> Manchurian. Deep fried Indian cottage cheese tossed with ginger, garlic, peppers and soy sauce. Yummy!</p>
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<p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Lava Vodka and Viking Yogurt in Reykjavik<br /></span></strong><br />Food prices in Iceland are prohibitively expensive. A box of tiny strawberries was $8, a small lasagna at a restaurant was $35. So we only ate out once. The lasagna <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn&#8217;t</span> even resemble lasagna. So <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">here&#8217;s</span> a picture of a pretty cool drink I had. 7 up with Lava Vodka. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">That&#8217;s</span>, vodka distilled through lava rock. It tasted quite mild, but had the same effects as regular vodka <img src='https://www.veggiebelly.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm1jF5dhcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kqR_QrErurE/s1600-h/IMG_2614.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm1jF5dhcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/kqR_QrErurE/s400/IMG_2614.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm1jHOrM-I/AAAAAAAAAME/I7nlIjVvohA/s1600-h/IMG_2638.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm1jHOrM-I/AAAAAAAAAME/I7nlIjVvohA/s400/IMG_2638.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Skyr</span> was the best past of our trip. Its a very low fat, thick, tart yogurt. The vikings bought the culture and recipe with them to Iceland a thousand years ago. This one is peach flavored. Its less sweet compared to regular flavored yogurt, which I liked. We ate a lot of <span class="blsp-spelling-error">skyr</span> in Iceland partly because it was super delicious and party because it was cheap!</p>
<p>On the way back I met a wonderful Icelandic man on the plane. He told me you can buy <span class="blsp-spelling-error">skyr</span> in the US in speciality shops around New York. The brand is called <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Siggi&#8217;s</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error">Skyr</span>. <a href="http://www.skyr.com/">http://www.skyr.com/</a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm1jLa5Z8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/q4qMDTONA8E/s1600-h/IMG_2794.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm1jLa5Z8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/q4qMDTONA8E/s400/IMG_2794.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
<p>The Blue Lagoon is a hot spring; the water is blue from its silica content. We had a wonderful afternoon soaking in the warm water before our flight. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm1i_urdfI/AAAAAAAAALs/6Iq0-KlQ-Rg/s1600-h/IMG_2742.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJm1i_urdfI/AAAAAAAAALs/6Iq0-KlQ-Rg/s400/IMG_2742.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another puffin in the arctic circle. </p>
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<p class="post-footer"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Nothing to eat in Iceland<br /></span></strong><br />Iceland&#8217;s national dishes are smoked lamb and rotten shark. Yes, rotten. They bury the shark underground for 4 months or so. This process kills the ammonia in the shark&#8217;s system. Rotten shark is supposed to taste like stinky cheese and it is washed down with a shot of vodka.</p>
<p>So I wasnt really expecting much veggie food in Reykjavik. I landed up eating some street food and grocery store salad for the most part.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJmxOsinEHI/AAAAAAAAALM/FkkaMxypLlI/s1600-h/IMG_2561.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJmxOsinEHI/AAAAAAAAALM/FkkaMxypLlI/s400/IMG_2561.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>
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<p>Lunch. Falafel in a pita pocket.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJmxO3dGDhI/AAAAAAAAALc/I0vVaPiWGoA/s1600-h/IMG_2564.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJmxO3dGDhI/AAAAAAAAALc/I0vVaPiWGoA/s400/IMG_2564.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJmxO5aEsYI/AAAAAAAAALk/H97wlWsjxXg/s1600-h/IMG_2712.jpg"><img style="clear:both;float:left;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZDyCXboBpaM/SJmxO5aEsYI/AAAAAAAAALk/H97wlWsjxXg/s400/IMG_2712.jpg" border="0" /></a> A puffin in the arctic circle. Looks like a stuffed toy close up! </p>
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