One of my favourite timepass activities while traveling on work is to look at menus in small-town restaurants, even if I do feel a little like an elitist bitch, for being so amused at the quirky-yet-solemn titles and self-important dish-names.
There was one particular menu (Kwality restaurant near Teenkune, in Kathmandu) where we copied down whole sections, it was that funny!
The menu at Tarun Hotel in Shivpuri district, was giving it some tough competition, though.
There was 'Cerlec' under the American Breakfast section.
The 'A-LA-CARTE' included omlate pluffy, made of geera-chilly, with the alternate option of 'harf-fry with teast'.
Staters (sic) include Takkat ka Khazana. And though Shivpuri has neither river nor stream for miles around, there is a section called 'Machhuaron ki taaja pakad' (fishermen's fresh catch).
On the same menu, there's China-town, and Angrejon ki saugat, inclusive of rost chichen (sic).
But one dhaba in Dungarpur district takes the cake.
We staggered in, after some eight hours of walking about in the hilly-desert sun, took one look at the menu and began debating whether to stay and pay, or to skip lunch altogether. Just when we had decided on the latter course, the waiter brought us a fresh set of menu-cards - at least 15-20% cheaper.
We ate. And we grew wise.