Food is our common ground, a universal experience.
- James Beard, USA
What is travel without the burning whiff of ginger slithers frying up in an oil wok as you walk amongst the faithfuls of the food mecca? What is travel without standing still to take in the movement of a steady stream washing away your woes? What is travel without drinking up the quenching sight of curves, angles, spikes and sounds of our delicious daily fare from new lands?
