Sure, restaurants in Indian towns, large or small, don’t boast of great diaper changing facilities.
Yes, its awful changing a wriggly kid and having nowhere to dispose correctly of your crap-soaked nappy.
But where else will a waiter cheerfully entertain your child or carry him to the French windows to watch passing cars while you eat?
July 11, 2009 at 3:56 pm
what?
after anacondish feelings, so much rice and Kerala prawn curry, and six meals a day…
you still want to eat out?
you must be my non-veggie in-law
July 11, 2009 at 4:46 pm
They do that? Seriously?
July 11, 2009 at 4:51 pm
@MiM:You’re surprised Non veggie-in-law??? Shopping needs calories si?:-)
@Miss M: Well, in our parts its not kid abnormal.Staff are pretty kid friendly – esp. when the kids are friendly!:-) Not to say that everyone does it though:-)
July 11, 2009 at 5:05 pm
ya.
have been helped & rescued so often by friendly staff
July 12, 2009 at 8:55 am
The human touch, there’s plenty of that around here.
July 12, 2009 at 6:21 pm
Breathe, dear!
July 13, 2009 at 9:31 am
Yup..sounds familiar…they’re generally such sweethearts when it comes to kids…
July 13, 2009 at 8:32 pm
i met a lot of auto drivers who’d take a fancy to nosh. found that really sweet. and no, i didnt risk going to a restaurant. home delivery yaar. try salkaara. or paragon.
July 13, 2009 at 8:33 pm
P.S. _ isnt there a KFC inspired Chicken la la land kinda joint down ur road? it was good.
July 14, 2009 at 2:48 pm
Echo that MGM…only in India!! We had a travel cot placed by our table for a late dinner one night, and at the Renaissance in Kochi they provide the cutest rocking cradles in cane. And almost everyone will lend a helping hand with a child..it’s fantastic.
July 16, 2009 at 12:39 pm
I know you’re on vacation, but you can save it for when you come back – you’ve been tagged! http://erasundar.wordpress.com/2009/07/16/the-five-best-things/
The tag you gave me will be completed soon.
July 17, 2009 at 4:54 am
Oh, you made me hungry for Kerala. Have not been there in ages. My dad’s family is from thumbon (?spelling). I still remember how green and lush things are after the rains. And how tasty the food is. Sigh… Enjoy it!
Ps– can I wonder if you’re Syrian Christian, too?
July 30, 2009 at 11:07 am
@Richa and OJand Anj: *Nods head vigorously* Gotta love it!
@Deej:It was three weeks of pranayama;-)
@Chuchu: Aren’t they just?
@Nat: We practically lived at Paragon – when we weren’t relieving their casseroles of excess mussels and crabs;-) and the chicken joint? Wasd ugh-inspiring soggy KFC wannabe chicken with sioggy coleslaw. MY stomach churned all the way back to Paragon!
@Nandini: Kerala in the rains is truly beauty that defies description. Nowhere is newly washed green so very green. And no – not Syrian Christian, but Nair/Menon. But as my irreverent commie uncle would say, What the heck? we’re still Sudras;-) – and then my gramma would feign faintness.