Arre, tell me one thing. Why is it that the moment an Indian traveller steps onto a flight to Frankfurt or Tokyo, the world assumes their stomach is a botanical garden?
In the corporate boardrooms of the West, I am the C-suite shark, the finance professional, the strategist. But the moment the "Networking Cocktail" begins, I am just a hungry TamBram man desperately dodging bacon-wrapped dates like they're Bengaluru potholes.
Welcome to the hilarious, high-stakes world of the Ghaas-Phus Globetrotter.
From the "Egg-Allergy" gambits in Parisian bistros to the absolute trauma of discovering that "Dashi" in Tokyo is actually fish soul in a bowl—this isn't a food guide. It's a survival manual.
Inside these pages, you'll discover the sacred "Jugaad" of the Indian traveller:
Whether you're a corporate executive navigating a "Meat-ocalypse" in Brazil or a first-time tourist clutching a packet of podi like a lifeline, this book is for you. It's about more than what's on the plate; it's about staying true to your Mylapore roots while the rest of the world is asking if "chicken counts as a vegetable."
Pack your theplas, keep your sense of humour on high alert, and join me on a journey through 50 global destinations where the spice is rare, but the stories are well-done.
The third book in the bestselling Globetrotter Series.
Vanakkam. Grab a samosa and let's get started. The Sambar is waiting.