* I came, I saw, I canceled my India trip

Here I am – a couple of hours north of Edinburgh in the middle of sylvan country, rolling hills and apparently “firths”. I settle down at the restaurant attached to the golf club and ask for the menu. And am immediately hit with the most salivating options of Indian food you can ask for. Curiously enough, no “Chicken Tikka Masala”!

The taste was far superior than most Indian restaurants I have eaten outside India. (not counting that Indian restaurant in the small island of Nevis!)