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Fortunately, the culinary mishap was a freak accident. I later tried French, Japanese, Chinese, Italian, American and British cuisines, all in their specialty restaurants, and I never regretted ordering anything. Of course, there was this time when I ordered a dessert because it looked fabulous on the menu, only to discover it was all marshmallows—the vile ones. I gulped down the entire bowl of the dessert with crushed ice, so that its taste would not linger around in my mouth.
Singaporeans, who share our staple diet of Rice and Wheat, have come up with interesting ways of eating traditional food. Invented perhaps by some hapless mother at Mosburger whose child would simply not eat rice, the Rice Burger is one innovative way to eat Masu-bhat. Instead of the regular buns, this burger has outer crust made entirely of rice. Inside, it has a big chunk of fried chicken with gravy, and tomato sauce. It’s like the everyday masu-bhat-achar, boring for too many people, went inside a telephone booth, changed his clothes and turned into Bhat-Burger, the beloved superhero of many kids who don’t like traditional rice, but love him. Also, our simple Roti is no longer interesting for Singaporeans, so it’s called roti-prata, comes in packets, and can be cooked by 2-minute heating. My requests for Roti were never comprehended, but Prata was universally understood.
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