Conveniently enough, just about every restaurant we’d want to eat in in Siem Reap was on the same block as our guest house, so he hadn’t far to walk which was very nice after days spent scaling innumerable stairs at the various wats we visited. If it wasn’t clear before let me restate it here, I love Indian food, and thankfully Hilary does to. So, on our third night in town we ate at the India House. This time I ordered the Vegetable Thali, same as Hilary. This dish came with all the same stuff except in place of the naan, roti, instead of steamed rice, Indian fried rice, and instead of chicken, Palak Aloo, a spinach and potato dish. The Palak Aloo was just about perfect, which is a reasonably difficult feat to achieve considering the propensity to over oil. Palak Aloo is one of Hilary’s favorite Indian dishes and she ate it with gusto. I like it as well, but not as much as a multitude of other things. We were considering ourselves pretty lucky at that point, though a little concerned about the amount of money things were costing. We’ve been using USD here instead of reil. It’s much preferable and cheaper to use a foreign currency. This meal rates 3.5 forks as did the last Indian food we had. The Dahl wasn’t as good and I prefer garlic naan, but the Palak Aloo was better (I tasted Hilary’s at the last place) and it was a smidgen cheaper.
As a personal note, my stomach had performed masterfully and heroically to this point, but once we hit Battambang, it took a decided turn for the worse. I don’t know exactly what precipitated it, but you’ll surely be clued in later in the blog as I have my suspicions.
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