I don't know (not very light reading)

I am on a train to Hampi. On the way to the station I passed an Indian bakery. The cookies on display looked so good but so calorie ladened. I wanted to buy just two pieces but they wouldn't sell less than 250 grams. Greed won and I bought the minimum  250 grams required.

The cookies were warm, smelt good and I was enjoying the anticipation of eating them when I saw an old invalid woman- the skinniest most unfortunate person I had seen in a long time. Bangalore has it's share of beggars but none i have seen have come close to her.

She was dragging herself across the platform with her one good arm and leg. Her thighs were skinner than my arms. She was pushing a plastic bag in front of her but she was not begging.

The 250gm minimum seemed so appropriate as I took out my two cookies and gave her the rest. She did not look at me as she put it in the bag in front of her. Feeling happier I crossed over to my platform.

Ten minutes later - after I had looked at all the charts and people on my platform- I looked across and saw her again. She had moved some ten feet. She had neared a family of three sitting on a bench. The parents stood up and walked away. Their little boy stopped looked and was pulled along by his mom.

My train's arrival was announced and I felt helpless. I quickly walked over to the refreshment stand a bought a bottle of juice. Knowing I had but a few minutes I ran up the stairs and to the platform she was on. I handed her the juice and a hundred rupees. She put the juice in her bag and started at the note. Feeling conscious and worried about time I crossed over back to my platform. I saw her give her bag another push before I boarded my train.

I had wanted to see her eat and drink. I don't know what lies outside the station for her - a home or a slumdog millionaire gang. I don't know if she will drink the juice, don't know if the money will be robbed off her. I don't know.

Logically I should have not given her money but donated to an NGO that helps many such people. It is hard though to be logical when you feel helpless and guilty.

I think I tried to do something so I could sleep easy. It is 1 am and sleep isn't coming. Must be the noise of the train. I really don't know.

Why I am internally happier in India

I am happier here. I miss Seattle and friends and my home there but internally I am happier in India. A blog by a friend - Watching a blind man  and my recent visit to Seattle made me realize why.

In Seattle I want. In India I have.

In Seattle I was driving out of our community –

• past a beautifully landscaped garden – I made a mental note of the fertilizer and weed killer I had NOT bought. I would also get a few more shrubs for the backyard.
• past a house with the man on the roof, cleaning it – Peeyush would NOT do that. Got me thinking of all the Indian guys I knew and who would get on and clean the roof, put up Christmas lights and paint the deck. None was the answer.
• past a skinny fit woman in Lululemon joggers running uphill faster than I run downhill. NOT something I could do.
• past a hot air balloon in the sky. I looked longingly at it. I had NOT done that before. I wanted to.

In a five minute drive I had seen a lot I wanted and did not have.

In India, I don’t drive but when I am driven out

• past the crowd waiting at the bus stop at the end of a long day I feel thankful of the car I have.
•  past the shack that is a store during the day and a home at night I can’t but reflect on the beautiful spacious home I have.
• past the vendors selling cheap fried food to people that will never see a gym I think of my personal trainer, the food cooked at home and the fact that I have the time and means to exercise.
•  past the liquor store and see the line of men getting their supply for the night, I am glad I have a husband who wants to come home and loves his family.
• past the beggars and the panipuri wala with a plastic bag on his head ready for the rain as I walk into pub for drinks with friends. I feel lucky about the opportunities I have and the people I know.

I know you could look at a lot of this in India and be saddened by it. But internally I cannot be sad. I am just too lucky, too privileged; I have so much that it would be an insult to luck/fate/God to be sad. I don’t deserve to be sad. I just can’t be sad. 



PS:  When I was going to move here in a discussion with someone who had moved I said that I was scared as I'd be saddened by seeing some of the things here. He said a very nice thing - you can be sad or do something about it.
I volunteer full time and try to ensure that I do the best i can for people that I come in contact with. That does help me sleep better that night.
This post is about being grateful. Really now I am less wanting and way more grateful and satisfied with what I have.

A weekend trip – Bangalore to Wayanad

One of my biggest complaints about Bangalore is the lack of things to do during the weekend in town. You can go to places like the mall or the zoo but during the weekend they are super-packed. As I am not one to sit and complain I have decided to do what I think is one of the best things In Bangalore – its surroundings. I have many trips planned. This weekend it was Wayanad.

The trip to Wayanad came into being by getting a link to Exotic Expeditions on Facebook. They had a trip coming up on the weekend. I called them up to find out if this was a kid friendly trip. Santosh – who runs this outfit – was extremely helpful and accommodating. After answering my questions I decided we would join them with my two kids ( 4 and 12) and two maids. Santosh dropped by the next day and picked up the payment for the trek.

Logistics:

Rs 2800 per person – inclusive of almost everything on the trip - transport, lodging, most food and all activities.

Pick up : MG Road at 10pm Friday

Drop Off: MG Road 10pm Sunday.

On Friday I found out that other people supposed to be joining us on the trek had dropped but Santosh did not bail on us. He got a Qualis that accommodated my group and another person who joined us. We left Bangalore around 10pm and after a few stops made it to Wayanad at 8:30am.

Stay in Wayanad: Hill View homestay. Basic homestay with clean big rooms and awesome food. The owner was a very nice welcoming man who fed us well and made sure we were comfortable.The homestay is not on any plantation but by a road. The rooms are on the first floor but it has a nice rooftop with a view. Not fancy but very comfortable and I must say we had a very nice time there.

Day 1:

The plan of the day was to first visit Meenmurty waterfalls. Meenmurty is  three kilometer roundtrip trek. Not a huge distance but pretty steep and thus not recommended for kids. We sent the kids and the maids off to Pookot lake for a boat ride while the rest of us went on the hike. After the boat ride they went on a plantation walk - seeing coffee, tea and cardamom trees.

After the hike we had a good Kerala style lunch at Santosh Hotel and joined the kids at Soochipara falls. This waterfall was more accessible and easy to reach – half a kilometer walk maybe. We all played in the water and lounged on the rocks here for a long time.

Day 2:

Trip to Eddkal Caves – steep walk to come interesting and very old caves. They had carvings from 3000BC. There were juice and snack stall all along the way and besides enjoying the caves and the view from the top we really enjoyed pickled pineapple, mango and amla. There were monkeys that entertained us along the way and watching one eating a jackfruit off the tree was fun.

Phantom Rock: After the caves we visited phantom rock. It would have been great to climb it and I did see one local man lounging up there. We however walked through a rubber plantation, watched frogs swim in puddles and enjoyed the scenic view before walking back.

We stopped for lunch at Sultana Bathery and then drove all the way back to Bangalore. Reaching at 10pm.

Long story short. This was a great weekend getaway. Nicely arranged and executed. I will be going on more trip with them in the near future I am sure. 

Exotic Expeditions

811, 8th block, NGEF Layout, Near Old Madras Road Big Bazaar, Bangalore, India 560038

Phone	9986450370

Familiarity - Hey the car wash guy said Hi

We visited Seattle this summer after a year of being in Bangalore. First day there I took the kids for lunch to Red Robin and ran into Sue – Ankit’s old Tae Kwon Do master’s wife. I was at Mayuri later that evening and ran into a few folks from my Microsoft days. The next day few days I kept bumping into people around every corner - Costco, Whole Foods and the Kirkland waterfront. These were accidental meetups, running into familiar people without any plans. When I visited my old workplace I felt like I had never left it. The last straw was when I went to get the car washed at my favorite place (Flamingo car wash before Costco is awesome) the guy there asked me where I had gone, had I left Seattle? The car wash guy!!!  I mean if he remembers you then at some point you belonged there.

During my trip to Seattle I realized that this is something I really missed. Belonging and knowing, being familiar.

Then a few days ago we went to the mall here. We stopped to eat pani puris on the way, the pani puri guy knows us now and even tries to give us extra free pani puris. Then we met the woman who runs the music school Ankit learns piano at. A little chat ensued. At the mall we ran into Ashvin’s friends and his parents. We had a lovely unplanned walk around the mall with them before they dropped us home. Today the pani puri guy was as nice and then at the mall while getting Ashvin’s hair cut the hairdresser asked “Peeyush sir has not been here recently”.

Not quite close to Seattle but we are getting there. I mean one pani puri dude plus a hair dresser is pretty close to a car wash guy.

Underestimated

BOSS Utah, August 2010

Over the last year I have started hiking quite a bit. Way more than I did before and I have signed up for some tough trips. On reaching Utah for an Outdoor Survival week long trip we were made to run 1.5 miles. I was the last one to finish it. On the last day of camp one of my team mates told me of his first impression – how he was sure I would never make it. A female - slightly chubby mother of two - did seem odd there. Then he said – “… and I totally underestimated you. I spent half the trip wishing you’d slow down.”

Tuhalli - BMC Trip
Photo by Rewat Tuladhar

This weekend I did the same. I saw a family with a 65 year old grandfather, an overweight grandmother, four children join us for a rappelling and rock climbing trip. It was for beginners but I rolled my mental eye and wondered how they were going to manage and why they were there. The grandpa rappelled with a smile on his face -very cool for his first time. The grandma carried a big stick and made it all the way to see the little ones give it a shot. I stood there humbled and mentally corrected.

We do it all the time – judge people, situations, things. There is this voice in the head that talks faster than you want it to. You see a woman crossing the street and you have a running commentary on her clothes, weight, hair, or even the way she walks. Usually the voice is pretty mean. Peeyush had read a book once and told me about it – to jot down what comes in your head as your go along all day long. Do it honestly and you’ll be surprised. We judge everyone and everything.

I realized something very interesting when I came back from my Everest Base Camp trek. The tone of judgment depends on how happy and secure you are with your life. Not happy like “oh this dessert is good happy” but like “I love myself happy”.  I was very happy and extremely proud of myself. I loved myself physically and mentally and I remember my thoughts about others being nice. I was less judgmental about people’s looks and thought more about what their lives were like. I would sit in the mall and think of happy stories about people that walked by. On days I skip the gym or feel bad about my career I know I am way nastier in my head about everything. I guess we make negative judgments’ about other people so we can feel better about ourselves.

And about me being underestimated? I kinda like it. I mean I can only wow people at that point. When you are at the bottom the only way is up.

Hiking around Bangalore: Another trip with Ankit and BMC

Ankit and I went for a day trip via BMC to Turalli  today- It was a hiking-rockclimbing-rappelling trip for newbies and sounded perfect for a twelve year old.
It was a 7am - 6:30pm trip with all arrangements - transport, food, guide and equipment - for Rs 900 pp.

The not so good part:

1. It turned out to be a trip of twenty nine people. I had made the mistake of booking last minute and not asking how many people were on the trip. As this is a long weekend here I should have expected this. I do not like huge groups of people to go on such trips so was a little overwhelmed. This also meant you had less time to do an activity as you were waiting for people.
2. Trash - as usual there was plenty of it on this trail too. Broken whiskey bottles and plastic clogged puddles of water.
3. Random groups of  men drinking and  playing cards - many with their shirts off. This seems to be a popular activity in this area - come on your bike, drink, play cards and leave all your trash behind. Made me feel happy I was part of a big group and not here alone.

 The great parts :

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1. As usual BMC arranged everything ( inspite of the large number of people) very nicely. Timely pickup and drop off. Good food and a great rock climbing instructor.
2. As stated in the trek description this was for newbies and there were plenty of kids on this trip and they all had a great time.
3. Made some good friends - Ankit has one over for sleepover tonight. He clicked with the kid and me with the mom. Similar people do similar activities. Met some other really interesting people too.
4. I know I cribbed about the large group. It interfered with my hiking ideals but it did show me something that has kept me smiling all day long - a family with three generations joined us. Grandparents, parents, aunt and uncle and four kids. The grandma was old and was helped along the trek with the help of a stick and family members. The grandpa - at 65 - rappelled and climbed a boulder. The kids cheered them and they clapped for the kids. I really had not seen this in India before. Just showed me another moment where I misjudged a traditionally dressed family.

So all in all - glad I spent another day out with Ankit. We walked and talked and had fun. I'll look for a smaller group next time but once again am happy BMC is here - helps me go into the jungles of Bangalore with its semi-clad 'trashy' dudes without any worries.

Adventures on an auto - dropped my iphone 4 in one.

Ankit and I came back from a hike today. The bus dropped us at Wind Tunnel Road and our plan was to get an auto home from there. I called home to confirm our plans and we picked up a little snack - roasted corn on the cob - before getting an auto. The fare was negotiated to a meter plus twenty but I am past that at the moment.

We ate our corn and some twenty minutes later were home. Some twenty minutes after that I realized that my phone was missing. My phone with all my contacts, with photos from the trip today, my iphone that would be hard to replace was nowhere to be found.

We searched high and low for it and then I succumbed to the realization that I dropped it in or out of the auto. "Now that it is in an auto then it is gone, there is no way to get it" Lalita - our housekeeper - sadly told me. I picked up the home phone and called my number. No reply. Peeyush called it. No reply. In my head I wishfully could imagine an autowala wondering how to answer the call. I also hoped that the ease of use of an iphone might help him answer it.

When I had called home my phone was at 5% charge so I was scared of ringing it too many times but that is all I could do - call it. And call it again. On the fifth try the autowalla picked up. Excited but scared of the battery dying I hurriedly asked him to bring it to our place.

For the next five minutes I could hardly contain my excitement and nervousness. What if he got distracted by another fare? What if he realized how much the phone was actually worth?

The autowala showed up and gave me the phone. He seemed to be as excited about returning it to me as I was to get it. I tipped him generously.  He told me I was lucky as two other passengers got in after me and noone saw the phone. I was so caught up in the emotions that I did not ask his name. I did not get the auto number. He might not have realized what he had - I do have a cute but kiddish hello kitty cover on my phone :) but he bought it back to me. For this evening he is my hero and I am glad that an iphone is as intuitive as it is.

Trekking/Hiking Shoes - what to look for and why I like Merrells.

Wayanad, Kerala

I love shoes. Anything with high heels especially but I must say my favourite shoes are my rather ugly Merrells.

I did not trek/hike/walk more than 2 kilometers till last fall when I signed up for an intense seven days in the Utah Desert with BOSS. This required a lot of prep work – physical and equipment wise. The biggest advice I got from people was GET GOOD SHOES. This was stated again and again. Get good shoes, with a good fit and break them in.

I was in India and could not find decent trekking shoes for women. Now that I know the place better I know you can get Quechua at Decathalon and WildCraft in Bangalore but last year I did not find any. I ultimately ordered two pairs from the US and had my husband bring them over.  After reading a thousand reviews ( literally) the two shoes I chose:

Merrell Moab Ventilator Mid

Keen Voyageur Mid

I tried them and liked the fit and ankle support of the Merrell’s though I must say the Keen’s looked better. I only had three weeks after I got my shoes till my trek so I broke them in by wearing them daily (including on my flight to the US). On reaching US I did drop by REI and got a new sole insert put in to make it even more comfortable.

I have worn the Merrell Moab for a year now. I wore it in Utah, for the Everest Base Camp trek and for numerous hikes around Bangalore, in Greece and Seattle.

During the BOSS trip seven out of nice participants had Merells – three Moabs. I walked for days in them, through water and sand and on boulders. The grip is amazing on rocks and they dry superfast after a river walk. I had no – ZERO – blisters. The ankle support is good.

Everest Base Camp too – on stony paths for thirteen days – not a single blister. Others in my team had Quechuas and found them to be very comfortable.

Boulder, Utah

Zappos just sent me a mail reminding me that my Merrells are a year old and they have new ones if I want a pair. I still have my Keen and the my Moabs are doing great but I know when they have lived their life to their fullest I am going for a repeat. I love these shoes.

What to look for in good hiking boots:

·         Fit: Try it on, if it pinches or hurts anywhere chuck it. Don’t think they will expand etc. There should be a little room for thick socks but no cutting or pinching feeling anywhere,

·         Support: Ankle and foot arch should be supported if you want something for long hikes. For the arch you can buy inserts.

·         Waterproof or not: Depends on where you want to trek a lot. Wet or dry place. I have liked Moab’s level of breathability – it is not completely waterproof but does not get my sock wet at the sight of a drizzle.

·         Traction: Make sure the soles are good. Vibram is the way to go I hear. Basically it should not skid easily. Good tread – almost like you are checking out a tyre.

Namche Bazaar, on way to Everest Base Camp

·         Weight: Lighter the better but don’t skimp on above mentioned feature just for weight.

·         Look – I’d say last on the list. Get some cool laces if it really bothers you.

Then break them in before a long hike. Wear them all around. When breaking them in look for hot spots.

Hot spots are places on the foot that are red, sore, burn etc after a long day of wearing the shoes. Too many mean a bad fit. For a rare one you can use moleskin or blister patch. Good socks help too.

Good Socks:

Try to wear a liner sock and then thick woolen socks for long hikes. Good socks are almost as important as good shoes.

Not an artist but a mom for sure.

Ankit is growing up. Not quite a kid. Not quite a grown up. A preteen. He is not always sure of what he wants. Not sure if he is happy or not. Not sure if he wants to give in and enjoy the moment like his four year old brother is doing or hold back and be all adult like about it. Our trip to Claytopia had all these elements. He was not hungry and he did not want to paint any of the ceramic pieces. He, as he put it, was not sad but just did not want to do anything.

My ceramic painting rule is that they paint things they will use; I am not getting another half painted dinosaur. Ashvin picked up a bowl and within a few minutes the kid in Ankit peeked out and he chose a plate. Then the adult in Ankit emerged as he looked at the design book and chose a complicated sponge design to replicate.

While Ashvin made little spots and stripes Ankit sponged and labored on an orange and yellow background. It looked good. Then he went extra creative and made some blue dots. The paint ran and smudged and that did not look too good. And the sulky preteen monster that seems to be constantly lurking around kicked in.

So, I did what mothers do - especially when terrified by a prospective sulking preteen - came up with a way to salvage it. We were going to draw sea creatures out of the blue blobs. That was what I suggested and was met with a ‘whatever’ look.

It started with fishes. Then slightly amused and beginning to smile Ankit suggested a turtle. I managed to draw one. Then I snuck in an octopus. It had like a “Hey Dude, what’s up” look and this made both of us break out laughing. A weird oyster was added and I had to google a shrimp image before the plate was complete.

The plate here is proof that I am not an artist of any sort. I wish I had a photo of Ankit and me cracking up at the octopus cause that is proof enough that I am a mom. 

                                                          

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Claytopia details and review at : http://kindazesty.blogspot.com/2011/08/claytopia-review-place-to-make-memories.html

Claytopia review– a place to make memories.

I have made four trips to Claytopia so far and everytime I like it even more. The first was to check it out for a birthday party. I ended up looking around and eating at their bistro making a mental note to return. The next three trips of mine were with the kids.

Claytopia Bistro in Indiranagar is in their words:

A fun place to hang out and have good food, while indulging your creativity. The Bistro is attached to Studio Claytopia, a "Paint your own pottery" studio.You can paint on white bisque ware,which is the base required for you to color your ceramic ware. Once you choose from the various molds we have, we provide you with the colors, brushes, palettes, stencils, stamps, books etc. to color with; you can sit all day and paint. After this we glaze it and fire it to 1100 degrees Celsius and return it to you in 10 days. Your masterpiece is ready!
You can do this while indulging in our delicious food, like burgers, pastas, sandwiches, subs, salads, soups, all day breakfast, waffles, pancakes, desserts, coffees and more.... 

There are many ceramic pieces to choose from – little show pieces to utilitarian things like trays, plates, cups, vases etc. The price for the pieces ranges from Rs 250 up and is inclusive of paint, glazing etc. For the first two visits I let the kids choose whatever they wanted but now I have a rule – you have to choose something you can use. I can only have so many dinosaurs and rabbits around the house.

Table all setup.

Once you choose a piece you get to choose four colours per piece (you are allowed to share colours so the more people you have the more colours you have). They have tables indoors, outside and even at their bistro and you decide where to sit. The paper covered table is ladened with paint brushes, stencils, and design books to help unleash your creativity. Beautifully painted ceramics decorate the walls and even the trees around you. The ambience, inspiration and material are all there for you.

I have only been there during weekdays so I can’t vouch for busy weekends or times when there are birthday parties but we had all the time we needed. Enough time that I went through two cups of coffee and ordered snacks for the kids as they carefully worked on their masterpieces.

Soup, pasta, shakes to help the artist work.
Pretty coffee for the mom.

Quick note on the food – I love their burgers – spicy chicken one and coffee. The children gobbled up the cheese toast and pasta. While I was delighted to see thukpa ( tibetian noodle soup) on their menu I must say it was a disappointment but their ores milkshake (so so good) more than made up for it.

Once the painting and eating is done the pieces are taken away for drying and glazing. The process takes ten days so you have to come back to pick up the pieces and if you are like us you end up painting another piece and the cycle continues J

So all in all it is not cheap. With food and ceramic pieces you end up paying around Rs  400 - 500 per person but you do end up with a full stomach, an afternoon of fun and a maybe an artistic but for sure a personalized cup, plate, paper weight of some sort.

An afternoons worth of work.

The best part is once you are done you can walk around and see all the pieces waiting to be collected. In nooks and shelves piled high. They are not delicate. They are not out of design books. They are not the kind that decorate the walls. But they are just like yours. Little smudged, little chaotic, very imperfect but under the glaze you see it – an afternoon of fun.

Address:

Claytopia
318, 6th Main
HAL 2nd Stage
Indiranagar, Bangalore 560 038

Tel: 080 412 67163
Free home delivery no: 080 41323394

Email: claytopia@gmail.com

FB Page: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000110173278

Options and Price List for Birthday Parties:

Part of Bistro

Tiles decorate the entrance.

Monkey Maze Birthday Party Options ( price and menu)

For a quick take on Monkey Maze Marthahalli please read -  http://kindazesty.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-take-and-review-of-monkey-maze-at.html

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Below is the excerpt from a mail from the Monkey Maze Team regarding the birthday party options. Please do email them (mmmonkeymaze@gmail.com) for the latest options and prices. This is just to give you an idea of the extensive offerings they have.

Minimum of 20 people (incl kids and adults) are required to conduct any party. 

BIRTHDAY PARTY PACKAGE 1A

Rs. 350 per child, Rs. 200 per adult

3hrs of play for Child, 3 hrs of party space for Adult

Food for kids and adults :

Choice of 3 snacks, 1 Lays Chips, 1 Slice/500 ml water Bottle

BIRTHDAY PARTY PACKAGE 1B 

Rs. 400 per child, Rs. 200 per adult

Same as 1A with 1 return gift – choice of 5-6 items

BIRTHDAY PARTY PACKAGE 2

Rs. 450 per child, Rs. 300 per adult

3 hrs of play for Child, 3 hrs of party space for Adult

Choice of 5 snacks, 1 Lays Chips,1 Slice/500ml water bottle, 1 coffee

1 return gift for child - choice of 5-6 items

Tattoo Artist

We organise Puppet Shows, Balloon Shooting, Carnival Games and other activities with Extra Charges.

Min 50 people for BUFFET LUNCH/DINNER

Your eating area will be private, but the play area will be open for the public.

OUTSIDE FOOD IS STRICTLY NOT ALLOWED. IF YOU ARE IN ANY DOUBT ABOUT THE NUMBERS, PLEASE ORDER EXTRA. 

ON THE SPOT REQUESTS TO GET MORE FOOD WILL NOT BE ENTERTAINED

YOU CAN ALWAYS TAKE EXTRA FOOD HOME 

OUTSIDE BALLOON SHOOTING, CARNIVAL GAMES, THEMES & m

Please understand that we are very particular about timings and we request you to keep to the time alloted to you.  Food counters and playtime for kids will end at sharp 2 pm or 7pm depending on the slot you book. Our staff will remind you of the time about half an hr to 20 mins before your slot finishes. We request your kind cooperation.

FOR ALL PACKAGES

Booking Amount : Rs. 6000  (No verbal/email bookings or part payment please)

Balloon Decorations –Rs. 500

Theme Decorations – Rs. 1500

Time available – 11 am – 2 pm & 4pm – 7pm

Menu :

You can pick and choose one of A,B,C. CARROT & ONION TOAST	A	CORN TART	B	PANEER CUTLET	C
MINI SAMOSAS	A	VEG QUICHE	B	CHOCOLATE ECLAIRS	C
VEG/ALOO BONDA	A	GOLD COIN	B	BREAD ROLLS - PANEER	C
WANTON- VEG	A	MACARONI TART	B	MUSHROOM QUICHE	C
ALOO TIKKI	A	VEG CUTLET	B	CHOCOLATE TARTS	C
PINWHEEL SNACK	A	JELLY "CUPS	B	BANANA WALNUT CAKE	C
CHAAT BASKET - CHANNA	A	CHOCOLATE FUDGE COOKIES	B	DATE WALNUT CAKE	C
ALOO DUCKS - CUTLETS	A	LEMON TARTS	B	SOUFFLE CUPS - STRAWBERRY	C
PINWHEEL SANDWICHES - CHUTNEY	A	CHAAT BASKET - CORN	B	SOUFFLE CUPS - ORANGE	C
BREAD ROLLS - ALOO	A	BREAD ROLLS - VEGETABLE	B	MACARONI CHEESE PASTRY	C
SPRING ROLLS - VEG	A	CHAATY DHAL CUTLET	B	PANEER QUICHE	C
ONION RINGS	A	CORN TOAST	B	WHOLE WHEAT BREAD CONES	C
2 CHEESE ROLLS	A	JAM TARTS	B	VEGGY MAYO ROLLS	C
SPHAGETTI CHEESE BALLS	A	CHINA GRASS CUPS	B	GREEN PEAS & PANEER MINI PARATHAS	C
CHINESE VEG KABABS	A	CORN PARATHAS	B	CHUTNEY SANDWICHES	C
MINI IDLIS	A	RAJMA SPINACH CHEESE TRIANGLES	B	MUTTER PARATHAS	C
VEG PUFF	A	TOASTED STUFFED CHAPPATI	B	MUTTER POORIS	C
MINI KEBABS	A	CUCUMBER COTTAGE CHEESE SANDWICHES	B	SUBMARINES	C
SEV PURI	A	JAM PIN WHEELS	B	VEG PAKORAS	C
DRY POORIS	A	VADA PAV	B	TRIFLE PUDDING	C
Pizza Slice	A	DESIGNER CUTLETS/TIKKI	B	CHILLY CHEESE TOAST	C
Burger Slice	A	SESAME SOYA TIKKI	B	CHEESE AND BROCCOLI TIKKI	C
		CRISPY ALOO DHALIA TIKKI	B	CHEESE WAFERS/NACHOS	C
		BHEL PURI	B	CHANNA CHAAT	C
		MUSHROOM TART	B	POTATO SALAD	C
		SOUFFLE CUPS - CHOCOLATE	B	VEG SALAD	C
		PINWHEEL SNACK - PEAS	B	VEG KABAB ROLL	C
		NOODLES - 1 PORTION	B	FRUIT CUPS	C
		PINWHEEL SANDWICHES - CHEESE	B	CHOCOLATE BROWNIES	C
		VADA PAO	B