Thirsty yet!? Whilst exploring the streets of Jaipur my partner James and I saw many things; perhaps a cow on the main road or locals swapping silk and spices - its utter chaos; the noises, the smells, the traffic congestion. As we roamed aimlessly trough the streets of the Pink City we stumbled across a local Indian man. He was dressed in clothes that looked to be his only pair and broken flip flops - none of that mattered, as he had his portable cook top, his rusty pot, fresh milk & his spices. Of course he did not speak a word of English nor did he need to as he gestured to us that the masala chai would be ready soon.
As we watched the milk boil and the spices infuse a thirsty crowd began to gather eagerly waiting for their morning chai. First the locals were handed their cups of chai followed by two very patient, excited Westerners. We initially looked at each other as we had a strict "no eating off the street" rule. However, with exception it was boiling hot so any bugs, germs and god knows whatever else would have been killed off in the process and it was FRESH MASALA CHAI! We took our chances and sipped or should I say guzzled our chai. It was hot, creamy and fragrant with fresh ginger, cinnamon and cardamon..it was the perfect balance of spice and sweet, with a full robust flavour. Simply amazing and a food highlight of our travels.
India gave us more than we ever excepted. The culture is one you can't quite explain without experiencing, the food gives you taste buds you didn't think existed and many of the locals were poor beyond belief but yet so happy and infectious.Thanks for the endless culture and memories India, you were one of a kind!
P.s I'm still in the process of perfecting my own masala chai recipe - stay tuned!