On the second day of my trip, there was a huge celebration going on. I stepped out of the house to see what all the commotion was about. We came across a brightly lit alleyway with tons of street vendors all lined up selling all sorts of things. It felt like Christmas except this is pretty much the norm here, year-round. Here are some pictures of some of the things I sampled.
A little girl praying to Gunpati, the God of wisdom
The Indian ice cream man. The ice cream was kept cold and scooped straight out of that portable metal cooler.
Ice cream flavors: Mango, pistachio, strawberry, and fig, served up on a leaf
THIS is what I wish we had in LA…a man on every street corner serving freshly-cut exotic fruits
Isn’t that GORGEOUS!?
Local Milk Man
Vendor selling nothing but dates
The Roasted Peanuts Man!?
Sweet Samosas, drizzled in syrup
Brightly colored thingamabobs called “bundi”. They come in a sweet or savory flavor. The baker laughed when I took pictures of the desserts and rolled his eyes saying, “Heh, Americans!”
A local woman who made a big fuss of me being in the alley. She wanted a picture with me so a few of them took snapshots of me with their camera phones like I was some kind of foreigner or something!?
A lamb, chillin in front of the butcher shop, probably waiting to be someone’s dinner.
“Bhari” is a sweet snack made from cow’s milk. It looks like cheese and has the texture of silken tofu. I ate it every morning with my tea
I hope you enjoyed the mini tour. I was bright-eyed the entire time because there was so much to see and so many things to taste. Trust me when I say that this isn’t even half of it. There’s still plenty more to come!
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