After travelling through Japan and China I was pretty excited by the prospect of some Indian food. Malaysia has a quite a large Indian population, and luckily they brought their food along with them.
So with Georgetown celebrating in style, the place to go for some Indian food would be none other than the area of town called “Little India”. To be honest it wasn’t actually that little, it is a good portion of the town, and just about the most busy part too.
We turned up pretty early in the evening, so the stalls lining the streets were just warming up and getting ready to dish out a major feast.
I went simple at the place above, while Liz went back down the street for something a little more fancy.
Just have a look at what she came back with. All sorts of seafood, chicken, lamb, rice and a bunch of other interesting bits and pieces.
The Indian food was miles away from the food we had been eating over the last months and really took our tastebuds somewhere different. Eating with our hands was also a fun adventure, though pretty messy for novices like ourselves.
We had been planning of getting off to India when real life intervened and I was ambushed by work, but its still pretty high on our list. The question I have is Malaysian Indian food the same as real Indian food? Is it better, worse or a completely different thing?