Just back from dinner in Bangalore. It was fine, but it was a truly bizarre cross cultural experience. My main course dish was described as:
Creole spiced roast chicken served with stir fried vegetables and tumeric tempered spagetti.
Nutty pistachio mouse flavored with tequilla.
The red wine was from a Shiraz grape but grown and fermented by the Sula wineries in Maharashtra, India.
The restaurant was on the 10th (the top) floor of a hotel in one of the taller buildings in Bangalore. It emphasised Cajun food, however the waiters and waitresses were all wearing cowboy hats mimicking a Texan tourist restaurant.
This was a far contrast to my first trip to Bangalore (2003?) when we traveled down a dirt alley to a local restaurant serving south Indian cuisine and then went to a different local restaurant for specialty deserts.
The biggest change in the past year is the opening of a new airport, some 35 km away from central Bangalore. The new airport is nice, the highway is plausible, but traffic remains a problem. Too bad they didn't contract for a high speed rail link at the same time.
Off to Hyderabad in the morning...