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THE curry lunch...


Today we had our first lazy lie in after deciding last night that we wouldn’t need breakfast after booking our curry lunch, but by 9 we were ravenous and headed for the restaurant to just snack on something. Some pancakes, roast potatoes, and an enormous parotta. Good start!




Finally the sun came out so we raced to the pool to spend the rest of the afternoon there catching a tan. Lunch time arrived fast and furiously and there we were, back at the restaurant. This was our very first serious curry, a proper start to finish eat on a banana leaf meal. The way it is served is you get a spoon of all sorts of different meat dishes, with some roti and pickles.


We finished off with a traditional dessert with banana and payasam, which is lentils in a paste. Tastes better than it sounds. With my nose running like the winner of the comrades and my brow sweating, I folded my banana leaf in half to signal that I was now done. Delicious.


After lunch, the usual nap until our wake up call at 4 and back to the restaurant. No, not to eat, to watch a “cooking with spices” demonstration.


We made a vegetarian beetroot dish and then a fish curry dish, both quite spectacular. From there, armed with camera’s, sunscreen, warm tops and a quick whiskey, we headed for the pier for the sunset cruise. Somebody didn’t want us out there cause the skies opened and poured with rain, so we went to the bar instead.

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