I curiously stumbled into the 1905 Restaurant‘s Farmer’s Market on accident one day while strolling through the outer roads of Thamel.
The market was buzzing with both foreigners and locals selling home-made, organic food in little booths organized neatly around a tranquil outdoor garden. The prices are a bit more expensive there than elsewhere in the city but you can find higher quality items to add to your dishes or to take home as souvenirs, like yak cheese, candles and homemade chap-sticks.
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The best place to try out a Lassi in Kathmandu is at this little shop within the popular Ason Tole shopping district in Thamel. The first time I had a Lassi in Nepal was actually at this place, following a friend’s recommendation to try it there.
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We spotted this street vendor by Lakeside in Pokhara preparing ice cream for some local children surrounding his cart. We watched as he twisted, turned and tapped on the silver aluminum containers housing this yellow popsicle-like treat.
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I have a weakness for books and for some reason, it manifests itself strongest while I’m traveling and walking through little bookshops with titles in foreign languages or locally-published editions you know you won’t find elsewhere. I’ve been guilty of carrying extra pounds in the past so I’ve become a bit more selective but as they say, old habits die hard.
One of the books I came across in Nepal that I probably wouldn’t have paid much attention to elsewhere was “Arresting God in Kathmandu” by rising Nepali-born writer Samrat Upadhyay.
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Saila Dai (which means “third brother” in Nepali) learned how to cook when he was a young man working in Kathmandu. It was a necessary skill that he developed to make some money working in local restaurants. Saila Dai has not had an easy life, but that’s not what this post is about. Rather, it’s about the by-product of this hard youth that actually led him to become an excellent chef today.
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At around 6 months of age, a Nepali baby will receive a special ceremony similar to a baptism, but one more closely tied to Nepalese traditions and beliefs. This celebration, aptly referred to as “The First Rice” ceremony brings together all members of the baby’s family as well as everyone in the village.
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I never really consciously thought about my hands or what they were doing on a daily basis until I arrived in Nepal. How many of us do really? Well, I knew I was right-handed and wore watches on my left hand like everyone else, but that’s where the distinction ended for me. How I used them (to drive, eat, carry things, etc) was simple a matter of what needed to be done and which hand was simply closer. Continue reading “Mind Your Left Hand”