The last stop for me On Tour was Coimbatore. I haven’t been to many places down south and I was pretty excited about the different kinds of food I was going to eat. I dreamed of dosa like I’ve never eaten before, of medu wadas and appams, of sambhar and ermm.. sushi? Until I was told that South India’s non vegetarian food was even better. *Rub hands together in glee*.
We stayed in a pretty clubhouse called Jennys Club, which is one of the older buildings in Coimbatore and reminiscent of the British Raj. The façade is still covered with statues and carvings, and your first few steps into the echoing hallways transport you back in time. Unfortunately, that’s when reality sets in and you see the modernizations they’ve made to the place, which have not been done keeping design sensibility in mind.
|Beautiful old staircase|
That being said, the rooms we were given were HUGE – if I needed to, I would have been able to sleep my entire family in mine – and I was pretty comfortable.
I woke up hungry the next morning, and we set off in search of Coimbatore’s best dosa house. Hello, Sree Annapoorna. A multi level place that boasted of an A/c ‘family’ section and a regular section, it was completely packed. We waited around for 20 minutes and were then ushered to our table. Did you know that in South India, they call dosas ‘Roasts’? First up were 3 Ghee Roasts, and a Masala Roast.
Unlike in Mumbai, the dosas are presented to you as tall conical shapes and it is only the amount of ghee shining on mine that prevented me from putting it on my head to take a picture. It was pretty damn good. Crispy and crunchy is how I like my sada dosas, and that is what I got.
|Le ghee roast|
I also tried the Rava Roast, which sadly, did not come to me like a top hat, but more like a regular dosa, and a few bites of upma, medu wada and south indian coffee (which was too milky and had waayyyy too much MALAI for me to manage).
|I prefer the upma we make at home|
All in all, the show went great & we had our biggest turn out in Coimbatore. Naturally, we were starving by the time we wrapped up and went on our biggest adventure yet – finding a place that would serve us street food at almost midnight in Coimbatore. Not an easy task I assure you. We found a tiny hole in the wall called Burma Bhai that was just shutting up for the night and convinced them that 6 starving travellers were a good reason to stay open.
|The decepticon guarding our venue|
We didn’t have a choice on what to order – we got what they had left over, which was not a problem. Creamy tomato chicken, pepper chicken, chicken masala and south indian parothas were fantastic. Each slightly more spicy than the next, and demanding to be eaten with more and more of the flaky buttery parothas. We washed the meal down with lime sodas (apparently a specialty of the south as well) and called it a night.
The menu is super simple and tiny - you take what you get and you love it. 'Nuff said.