The Cutlery Chronicles

Sunday, 18 January 2015

Week 4: INDIA - Pondicherry → Chennai → Mumbai

Image of the week: Pondicherry Street (more images at end of post)
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Where in the world

A four hour train from Madurai to Pondicherry, situated on the east coast of the state of Tamil Nadu, then an hour drive to the French quarter where we stayed for two nights.

Back to the station, then a four hour train to Chennai, staying there for two nights. A flight back to Mumbai in the state of Maharashtra for round two, where we stayed for three nights.

Thoughts

When the French were in Pondicherry in the first half of the nineteenth century, they laid out their streets in a formal grid pattern - this was White Town (over the canal - or the 'Drain' - was the Tamil quarter, or Black Town).

Today, many of the buildings lie derelict, some falling apart through a combination of lack of maintenance and heavy monsoon rains, framed by overgrown vines scaling crumbling walls. But as the French do so well, it's a town that manages to remain chic, with the rundown buildings adding to Pondicherry's European old-world charm and romance.

The roads are wider and the slower pace of Gallic life has remained. Predictably, the French tourists gravitate to this part of the country, making the most of the cafés, craft and book shops (as did we), to recharge and while away a few hours, a pastime easier said than done in the chaos that is India.

derelict chic in Pondicherry
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Chennai is 'the capital of the south' - a city of roaring traffic and heat, much like many others in India. It's a bit lacking on the sightseeing front, and some might say it's the dowdy sibling of India's four biggest cities. But the people love their hometown and are some of the most hospitable we've come across. There's a new layer of cosmopolitan glamour in the shape of luxury hotels, polished boutiques and contemporary restaurants still draw the crowds.

In all honesty, the ITC Grand Chola we stayed in (review to come) was so plush, and outside was so hot and dusty, that we spent little time exploring and more time relaxing and recharging - much needed after nearly four weeks moving around.

Then we were back in Mumbai for round two. Having time apart is a powerful thing. Perhaps absence made the heart grow fonder, but our second visit within the month felt like meeting an old friend. We had fully acclimatised to India by then - it seemed less of a culture shock, more inviting, more doable. We even joked about living there.

Specifically though, in Bandra, the suburb in west Mumbai the other half's grandmother grew up in, from the Parsi side of his family (see Did you know below). We spent two days with his great aunt Amy, looking through black and white photo albums from the 1800's, and visited the schools and roads the grandmother and her siblings called home in 1920's Bombay.

It's a charming part of the world, and an affluent one, with signs that prohibit horn honking and spitting (incessant everywhere else in the city), and where the Bollywood stars call home.

the house Matt's Grandmother grew up in. Bandra, Mumbai
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Amy volunteers four days a week at Happy Home School for the Blind. We popped in to say hello to the staff and children, and got a sense of the inspiring work done there. Boys from across the country (there is an equivalent school in the city for girls) - many of which were born with additional disabilities - are given the prospect of a future where there was none before. When they leave at 17, many go on to college and a lot of them into IT.

The best things I ate this week

Bhelpuri. A type of chaat (typical savoury roadside snack) made of puffed rice, vegetables and a tangy tamarind sauce. At Sangeetha Veg Restaurant, Chennai.

A really good Mulligatawny soup. Hot with a lot of pepper, great with a squeeze of lemon. Had at ITC Grand Chola, Chennai.

Mangochi pakauri. The whole thali meal at Royal Vega was a unique experience (more information on this in the ITC Grand Chola hotel review post). But my favourite was the ground mung daal, rolled into balls, spiced with dry fenugreek and red chilli, simmered in mung lentil and turmeric buttermilk, tempered with asafetida and white cumin - it was fantastic. At Royal Vega, ITC Grand Chola, Chennai.

Alu vadi. Also known as patra. Colocasia leaves are smeared with a sweet, spicy and tangy gram flour paste, stacked on each other, rolled, then steamed. They're then shallow or deep fried and are a popular Maharashtrian snack. A bit like fried artichokes, with meaty hearts. Enjoyed At Mama Kane's, Dadar, Mumbai. Thank you to @imbevda for taking us here.

from top left: bhelpuri, multigatawny soup, mangochi pakauri, alu vadi

the full thali meal at Royal Vega at the ITC Grand Chola in Chennai

Street food must-eat

Dahi vada. This is a popular chaat (streetside snack) where lentil dumplings are dunked in a creamy whipped yogurt topped with spicy green and sweet tamarind chutneys.

This one was enjoyed outside Shree Krishna Vada in Dadar, Mumbai. Thanks again to @imbevda for taking us here.

dahi vada, Mumbai

Local lingo

Madras Bashai or Madras Tamil, is a colloquial slang of the Tamil language spoken in Chennai.

Dhool! A superlative, as in "well done!" or "kick ass!".

It's likely from Hindi dhool (dust), referring to the dust cloud after a good ass-kicking. 'Dhool' is also used as Dhool kalappitai where kalappitai refers to the action of starting or kicking up (dust).

Did you know?

the skies above
the Tower of Silence, Mumbai

Parsis are Indian Zoroastrians, originating from Iran but settling in India in the tenth century, and Zoroastrianism is one of the oldest religions in the world.

Mumbai has a big expanse of green on Malabar Hill belonging to the Parsi people, called the Towers of Silence. When Parsi people die, their bodies are exposed on this tower to scavenging birds for the purposes of excarnation.

An incredible number of eagles and crows live in the forest on this hill and circle the skies above it. However, the number of vultures - the primary birds that would clear the bodies - are in decline.

Here's an interesting article in the New York Times about plans the Parsis had to build vulture aviaries to help replenish the numbers, but I'm not sure how far it's come.

Freddie Mercury was Parsi, and the three wise men from the Bible were said to be Zoroastrian priests. Bet you didn't know that.

My insider tips

Seatbelts in India. Get in a car in India and more often than not, it won't have seatbelts. Considering the style of driving there - generally with little value for human life - being in one whilst not being strapped in is an ordeal, particularly if the car gets a clear stretch and belts it over a flyover.

Notice, though, that the seatbelt is usually there, just not the socket. Turns out most of the cars do have fully working seatbelts, it's just the buckles are concealed under the seat. Before the driver sets off with you as a passenger, ask him to please take a moment to help you lift the seat and reveal the buckle - they should have no problem with it.

Highlight / Lowlight

Highlight. A joint one with Matt - spending time with Amy and being able to put faces and places to all the stories we've heard about his ancestors, right back to his great great grandparents.

Also, the langurous lunch we had at the Willingdon Sports Club, of which Amy is a member. It has exclusive membership and a long waiting list, playing host to Mumbai's answer to Desperate Housewives, while their husbands sip whisky and play golf in the vast grounds.

Lowlight. This week has been good to us on the whole; the one blip was dining in Pondicherry. On our first night we took advantage of the good European food available (my cravings for pasta after not having had any for almost a month were at crisis point), so we lost that evening to a carb overload.

The next night we intended to get acquainted with the unique Creole cuisine of the area. We went to Carte Blanche at the Hotel de L'Orient based on a Conde Naste article, and were given two curries which despite their rich and dark colour, managed to taste of absolutely nothing.

We told the waiter we weren't going to finish it and that it wasn't very good. Annoyingly, his supervisor wasn't in to authorise a refund so we still had to pay for rubbish food we barely touched. And it was one of the most expensive meals we've had in India - isn't that always the way.

Next week

Onwards to the spiritual capital of India, that most sacred of holy sites on the Ganges, Varanasi. After that, we move west into the state of Rajastan - the romantic India, wrapped in royal robes - spending time in Udaipur and Jaipur.

Postcards

Pondicherry

Pondicherry Beach

Pondicherry graffiti

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Pondicherry street art

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Pondicherry beach

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Pondicherry beach

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Chennai

tuk tuk in Chennai

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butcher in Chennai

Thursday, 15 January 2015

INDIA: Review of ITC Grand Central Mumbai

In a nutshell

A luxury tower housing 242 rooms, standing tall as an ochre red presence in the neighbourhood of Parel in Mumbai.

Where is it?

It has a good location, just a few minutes from the key leisure and commercial districts of South and Central Mumbai. It's 15km from the domestic airport, 22km (45 minutes) from the international one, and 20 minutes from Nariman Point.

The area used to have a high concentration of cotton mills and prior to that, was a colonial residential settlement where the erstwhile governor of Bombay - Sir William Hornby - lived. Today, the district retains the old world charm of a bygone era, despite it being cited as one of the fastest developing neighbourhoods in the world (outside of China).

Style and character

The building is handsome and refined, with the design of the public spaces inspired by British Colonial architecture of old Bombay, giving it a stately air of grandeur. It's height and tall spire cuts a striking figure against Parel's skyline, and the cobble-paved Mill Square and central fountain provides a strong focal point.

The Peace Zone (the tower that houses the rooms) is separated from the Celebration Zone by Mill Square, where the restaurants and business and banqueting facilities are. They're connected by a rather pretty corridor, furnished with large leaning mirrors and a polished marble floor (see main pic).

Frederick's Lounge is a particularly attractive space. A spot for morning coffee and pastries, afternoon tea, or snacks and cocktails, the big bay windows overlooking the garden courtyard allow light to enter and reflect off all the shiny polished surfaces. Wicker garden-style furniture with plump seating, brass chandeliers and a gleaming black floor create a casual but sophisticated atmosphere.

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What's unique?

The hotel has the rooftop, split-level Point of View lounge, where you can actually go outside and look over the city - I'm not sure those sort of views, without a pane of glass in the way, are that common.

ITC business hotels (including this one) have been the first in the country to dedicate entire floors with standardised facilities for women travellers, which they call Eva floors. What are deemed to be 'feminine needs' - like full-length and make-up mirrors, iron and ironing boards, smaller hangers, bath robes, and an assortment of extra cosmetics - are provided especially for solo women travellers.

Security is also a big deal on the Eva floors, with guests only being able to get off the elevator if they have a room card for that floor, along with video phones that allow residents to identify who's at the door.

Who goes?

I'd say the majority were business folk, often seen having meetings over coffee in Frederick's Lounge, but we did also see families, couples, tourists from India and those from further afield.

Breakfast

The buffet breakfast takes place at the 24hr dining restaurant Hornby's Pavillion (with buffets available at lunch and dinner too) and recognising their diverse client base, it's an international offering.

There are some Far Eastern entries with miso, congee, clear chicken broth, and dim sum; there are European cold cuts, cheeses and breads; lots of Indian offerings including a dosa station where they're made fresh to order; grilled tomatoes, mushrooms, and baked beans; and an egg station.

It was the first place in India that already had rock salt and a pepper grinder on the table, and also the first with skimmed milk readily available without having to ask for it. A fresh juice bar that would blitz up whatever concoction you fancied from what they had on display proved popular too.

Dining

Kebabs and Kurries aims to serve food from the royal courts and battlefields of a time gone by. They use sealed deghs and copper handis, clay and iron tandoors, and angethis and tawas, to rustle up a menu that, as the name suggests, focusses on meats and curries, and does them rather well.

Forget pizza base spinning. I managed to take a good snap of rumali roti in the making (below, top left). It's handkerchief-thin bread, cooked on top of (the convex side) an inverted kadhai (Indian griddle) - lovely stuff.

We had some murgh tandoori - chicken marinated in yoghurt, malt vinegar, ginger and garlic paste, lemon juice, red and yellow chillies, turmeric, garam masala, skewered and cooked in the tandoor. First bit of chicken for some time, what with all the great vegetarian offerings across the country, and it was mighty fine.

There was also a pot of garlic achaar as part of the condiments which we emptied in minutes. Pickled garlic, with mustard oil, asafetida, fenugreek, cumin, coriander seeds, nigella seeds, chillies, salt, lime. They might have thought me odd if I asked for another, so I didn't. Shame.

Then there was the rather decadent dal bukhara. A voluptuous bowl of black lentils, tomatoes, ginger, garlic, simmered overnight on a low charcoal heat, finished with butter and cream, of course.

Hornby's Pavillion is a good shout when you need to fill the gap between lunch and dinner and your body clock is yet to adjust to local time. It's open 24 hours and as I've found to be the case at all the ITC hotels I've stayed at, does international cuisine rather well, if you fancy a change.

Service

This was very good, particularly in the restaurants. I was talked through the workings of the kitchens at Kebabs and Kurries, and one of the chefs was asked to make some romali roti just so I could see how it was done (where the snap is from).

The staff at breakfast were great too, with some Mumbai cutting chai made up so I could try something a little different and typical to the city.

Liked lots / liked less

Liked lots. The hour long Absolute Pearl Illuminating facial I indulged in, at the hotel's Kaya Kalp Spa. It involved a face massage, a scrub, a steam to open the pores, a very thorough blackhead scrape, an outstanding scalp and neck massage as the face mask that was applied was drying, followed by a facial bone structure massage (I'm talking brow bones, cheek bones, eye sockets, jaw bone), then finishing with moisturiser. This was the most thorough and most comprehensive facial I've had.

It knocked the dust and grime from the past few weeks in India right out of my epidermis layer, and I left looking positively radiant.

Liked less. This would have to be the same point raised in some of my other ITC hotel posts - their wifi is not included in the room, which seems strange in this day and age.

Price point

Prices from around £165 a night for an Executive Club room to £1000 for the Queen Suite, rooms inclusive of breakfast.

Contact

287 Dr Babasaheb Ambedkar Road, Parel, Mumbai 400 012, Maharashtra
+91 (22) 24101010
Website
@ITCHotels

Note: I stayed as a guest of the hotel.

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INDIA: Review of ITC Grand Central Mumbai

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