Gora Chaat

Embarrassingly, we found ourselves in India for 5 months.  Yes, we are those white girls hanging out in salwar suits and saris (but never a dupatta, yuck).  It was an amazing learning experience and a time of personal growth bla bla bla, but more importantly, when we weren’t staring disgustedly at the tourists and insisting that we were so much better, we ate some stuff.

Ah, chaat. Delicious chaat.  Novel-ly fried, hand tossed, questionably sanitary chaat.  On a train or on the street.  In north India or south.  Everywhere we went, we made a point of scoping out the local chaat scene.  And it was glorious.  Of course, everyone has their favorite.

But that time has passed, and nowadays we find ourselves missing that delicious treat.  And so, we are determined to recapture that magic.  We may not be desi, but damn it, we will try.