Picture your favorite meal. Now imagine eating it twice a day, every day. It wouldn’t be your favorite for so long, would it?
|Dave: "Actually, yes. I could eat this every day and it would still be my favorite."|
|A dal baht server in Kathmandu|
|Shiba's dal baht in Manang, Nepal|
|Shiba is just a blur as he enjoys his dal baht at great speed|
|Chowing down on a delicious home-cooked dal baht|
|I have submitted this photo to the editor in hopes of becoming the cover model for the next edition of the book.|
|A Newari sampler platter:|
Clockwise from left: chickpeas, bitter greens, no idea, lentils, squash. Some sort of soup is to the right.
|Oops, how'd this get in here?|
Truth is, the pizza from Pokhara Pizza was some of the best we've had in our entire trip,
and at around $2 for a pie, it was definitely a great deal.
With its large Tibetan refugee population, Tibetan food, such as momos (steamed or fried dumplings), thukpa (noodle soup) and Tibetan bread (fried puffy bread) were readily available. On one ultimately nauseating night in Pokhara, Dave, Ted, Sarah and I kicked off MomoFest 2011 with a restaurant-hopping momo-tasting extravaganza. It turns out that you can have to mo'much of a good thing.
|Prawn fried water. I can't even conceptualize what this might look like.|
|That wanton soup is so slutty|
I leave you with a few of our favorite photos that never made it into our other Nepal posts.
|Stairway to nowhere|
These painted rocks were placed alongside the trail in the Annapurnas
|Vibrantly colored riverside gossip session|
|This first aid kit on our bus was not exactly reassuring|
|Adorable, but sad-eyed little girl in the Annapurnas|
Scenes from Newari balconies
|Himalayan Post front-page news|
|Maybe they should have strung the electrical wires a bit higher?|
Dave and Sarah pick up some extra cash as bicycle taxi drivers
|Sounds like something out of a Dickens novel|
Police officers out for a jog in Pokhara
|Mt Everest, from the window of our plane!|