Mudhol
During the Independence Day weekend, a friend called me to ask if I can accompany him to North Karnataka to photograph for chances4childhood. I agreed and found myself on an SUV to North Karnataka that very evening. We were headed to Mudhol. Now the only thing I knew about Mudhol was the Mudhol Hound. In fact, much later, when I was roaming about the streets near the hotel where I stayed, I was astonished to see that almost all the stray dogs were quite tall and had the build of a hound.
The journey had been bumpy and I had to head straight to bed the moment we reached Mudhol. After an hour's sleep and some breakfast we headed to several villages to look at the various clay dolls the children were modelling for the chances4childhood day of play. While moving from village to village, rain was aplenty and I so loved it.
In the afternoon, we went around Mudhol to get us some of those famous green pepper fries. My friend was explaining that the pepper was just the hot that was necessary and the fries were just the crunchy. And, he wasn't wrong.
That evening we went to a Khanavali, a local eatery, and sat right next to the kitchen where two elderly women (one of them was the owner's mother and the other was an aunt) were baking rotis. Khanavalis are famous in North Karnataka for their fresh food and fresh ingredients.
The rotis (we had a choice between jowar/sorghum and wheat) are served hot and they bake according to the order. These are usually accompanied by a spicy and curried vegetable gravy. The food was fresh, spicy, and just fantastic. Most Khanavalis here and around are run by people belonging to the Lingayat community. My friend explained that there is no fixed charge for the food that one eats, one can pay any amount for the food served.
The only other thing worth mentioning that night was Usain Bolt's 9.69 secs.
The journey had been bumpy and I had to head straight to bed the moment we reached Mudhol. After an hour's sleep and some breakfast we headed to several villages to look at the various clay dolls the children were modelling for the chances4childhood day of play. While moving from village to village, rain was aplenty and I so loved it.
In the afternoon, we went around Mudhol to get us some of those famous green pepper fries. My friend was explaining that the pepper was just the hot that was necessary and the fries were just the crunchy. And, he wasn't wrong.
That evening we went to a Khanavali, a local eatery, and sat right next to the kitchen where two elderly women (one of them was the owner's mother and the other was an aunt) were baking rotis. Khanavalis are famous in North Karnataka for their fresh food and fresh ingredients.
The rotis (we had a choice between jowar/sorghum and wheat) are served hot and they bake according to the order. These are usually accompanied by a spicy and curried vegetable gravy. The food was fresh, spicy, and just fantastic. Most Khanavalis here and around are run by people belonging to the Lingayat community. My friend explained that there is no fixed charge for the food that one eats, one can pay any amount for the food served.
The only other thing worth mentioning that night was Usain Bolt's 9.69 secs.