So of course when we go out to eat they only want to go to Desi restaurants. I swear I feel like I'm in Pakistan whenever I'm with these people. Urdu is spoken constantly and we are either in their house or at a Desi restaurant or Desi grocery store... it's just everywhere that they are.
At home I'm used to making separate food for me and Zawji since I can't eat the Desi food. I will make it for him since he loves it and make a separate meal for myself. Eating out is a challenge though... tonight we went to another Desi restaurant which they told me was very good. No matter how good it is, I can't eat a thing there, so Zawji called a halal middle eastern restaurant to get a beef kabob with rice (the kabob is nice and bland and not spicy, yay). for me to-go. We picked it up on the way to the restaurant and I had to bring my takeout bag from the other restaurant into the Desi restaurant and put it on the table. It feels awkward bringing food from one restaurant into another restaurant, but what can I do? After everyone ordered and their food came out, I took my dinner out and ate too.
They love to share, which is nice, but I'm not used to it. Obviously I can't eat their food (view my blog "Bland girl in a Spicy World" if you don't know what I'm talking about). They all pass around their plates and take some of the other persons plate and add it to their plate. Everyone ends up trying some of everyone else's plate. It was weird to me how everyone knew to do it, as I have never shared my food with anyone before, I have always ordered my own food and only eaten my own food. The conversation at the dinner table is all Urdu so I am clueless about what's going on. That's pretty much how it goes. I always have to get my food from somewhere else. If I'm going over my in-laws house, I have to eat before or after going because as I said, Amma only cooks Desi food. My husband will eat when we go there and he enjoys it.
After eating out with my in-laws tonight they wanted to go to a Desi bakery... so we went there. I took photos of a couple things we ordered. Let me say that I LOVE desserts and Italian or French bakeries. But Desi bakeries... are just not at all like the bakeries I'm used to with cakes, cookies, pastries, etc. Oh no, the Desi bakery has colorful odd desserts I've never seen or heard of. I tried a couple of the things, they tasted the same, like a very sugary syrup. It was a round ball shape thing that looked like a little donut or something. It comes in different colors but they all taste similar. My husband doesn't like those things either, thankfully. He calls them "sugar balls" and jokes because that's exactly what they seem to be. Sugary little balls/donuts. Amma, Abbu and Bhaji like the sugar balls.
They all seem to love one dessert called Falooda. Falooda is a very strange dessert. I've never seen anything like it. Yes, I tasted it. Falooda looks like it tastes. It's noodles (like as in spaghetti noodles) with a milky sugar mixture that seems to be like half melted ice cream, rose syrup (I guess it makes it pink), "falooda seeds" I don't really know what they are. I'm not a fan of it unfortunately, in in-laws and other Desi's love this. It's one of the most popular desserts in Pakistan.
|Noon Chai (Kashmiri tea)|
I love tea and always hope to find something I can actually eat in common WITH the family... I try not to always be the black sheep (or in my case, the white sheep). So I ordered the only tea on the menu: Kashmiri tea. Bhaji told me she doesn't like it. But my husband's brothers wife, Amma and Zawji all like it. So I ordered one too. This is definitely unlike any other tea I've had and unfortunately again it's just another thing to add to the Desi menu I can't have. It wasn't terrible but it wasn't enjoyable. There are lots of things floating in it, which freaked me out since I'm not used to having anything floating in my tea! Zawji told me it was supposed to look like that after I kept fishing things out off it with a fork and putting it into a napkin. It was grossing me out. It smelled different. I tasted it. I got a mouth full of little things I had to chew before I could swallow the tea (again not used to that with drinking a cup of tea). Here is the basic rundown of what is in Kashmiri tea: special pink tea leaves that make the tea a deep pinkish color, pistachios, almonds, salt and cardamom.
I married a Desi and can't eat Desi food. I don't like the Desi desserts or the tea sadly. I just have to deal with how things are. Lucky for me, Zawji does like other types of food and is very open to trying other things, but he needs to have his Desi food at least a few times a week. I guess it's just in his blood.