When you travel by yourself you have the opportunity to notice some of the smaller but none the less quite interesting things. This morning at breakfast an Indian gentleman was seated at the table beside me. Half way through his breakfast he was gesticulating to attract the attention of one of the many waiters. His raised finger became much more insistent as it took some while before he was noticed. The young waiter raced over to oblige and the old boy (who was perfectly mobile) asked the waiter to pass over the sugar container from the table immediately to his left, which he could have reached himself had he simply reached. Unbelievable.
This afternoon when I was drinking my two jugs of lime and soda I couldn’t help but listen (because of the volume) to an American mother/daughter combination (daughter in her late 30’s) who also needed to be served their soup by the waiters from the self service buffet. The argument over sharing (or not) the Indian bread was interesting. They were so absorbed in their somewhat irrelevant banter that they collectively failed to notice the mouse staring down at them from the wooden lighting alcove running along the wall.
Tonight I went to Kewpies a famous eating establishment that was started by 2 sisters in their house. The restaurant is still in the house and only seats a limited number of diners. Great food once again, virtually all of it vegetarian. Bengali food it very mild and even the curries are quite mild. Personally I prefer the food in Rajasthan because it is spicier.