Inglorious mall rats ... Camp Dubai

K and I have been staying put under the shelter of air con in Dubai.

We went to the Dubai Mall this afternoon. Took the Metro. And then the air conditioned feeder bus.

Headed straight for the food court. Had our healthiest meal in two weeks, at a Lebanese stall. We shared a chicken shwarma, hummus, or ‘hommous’ as they call it here, pita bread and a diet Pepsi. The shwarma was quite different in a better way from Mumbai. The chicken was more delicately flavoured. And they did not add French fries and mayo unlike back home. The Hummus was really good. Subtle. A cool and soothing antidote to the thirty seconds we had to walk with air conditioning from the bus to the mall. K said that it was the best hummus that she has ever had.

We followed it up with some lovely Haagen Dasz ice cream. K had a very chocolaty ‘Midnight Cookies’ where every bite was full of cookies according to her. Thanks to my aunt’ coupon book we had another free. I used it to have a ‘strawberry cheesecake’ which was sweet, creamy and caramelish the way I like it.

Bus, metro back and we landed at another mall. Burj Al Arab? There are so many ‘Burj’s’ here that it can be quite confusing.

Finished our day with K’s Starbucks pilgrimage.

I found the coffee a bit lame and limp compared to the ones at Switzerland including at Starbucks there. On the plus side the coffee was piping hot.

By the way any takers for my theory that Haagen Dasz is named after a Bengali called Hogen Das?

PS Can't wait to see the new Tarantino

Comments

Scarlett said…
I'm not buying that theory of yours but I'll say Haagen Dazs makes the best ice-cream in the world!! At least the best 'branded' ice cream.
The knife said…
And the best thing Ash is like they are creamy the way ice creams should be
Bong Mom said…
Thik bolecho, Das babu bhaloi ice cream retail kore boro lok hoyechen

Shubho Bijoya.
Pallavi said…
You are in Dubai!! Wow.. Have fun.
Shubho Bijoya to you and K. I was in Kolkota for the Durga Puja and stocked myself up with mishtis for an entire year. Coming to think of it, I have to search your blog for any write up's on indian sweets...though I doubt there is a anyplace in Mumbai that can match up to sweets of Cal.

I agree starbucks in most other countries serve lame coffee however loved my coffee back in NY at starbucks, it was like a early morning ceremonial visit to Starbucks before I hit work, bk then...dont miss it now coz I love my desi chai whether at home or at tea stalls in mumbai :)

Haagen Dazs certainly has no bengali connections, so I disagree there..:) I have heard the name was originally used to make it appear Danish but its origin is often debated but for sure it has no bong connection.

In kolkota, I tried something divine called 'Shaupuriya'- now imagine that with Haagen Dazs Vanilla or butter pecan flavor :O :O "sinful".
The knife said…
Hey Pallavi,

Thanks for dropping by and Shubho Bijoya to you too. Kolkata's Pujo is something which i really miss. lot of lovely memories. Doesn't feel the same without friends one grew up with.

Starbucks is a 'ritual' for us and specially for K.

Shaupriya with butter pecan sounds heavenly. I'll stick to my conspiracy theory on Mr das. What next? people will say that Netaji is not alive ;)
The knife said…
By the way the mall was called Barjuman and not burj Arab. Kainaz kept referring to it as uncle's mall as our mesho's office was there. I suspect that the reason why two gentleman gave up their seats in the metro for her was because they thought she was the niece of a Sheikh who owned the mall!
The knife said…
By the way the mall was called Barjuman and not burj Arab. Kainaz kept referring to it as uncle's mall as our mesho's office was there. I suspect that the reason why two gentleman gave up their seats in the metro for her was because they thought she was the niece of a Sheikh who owned the mall!
The knife said…
By the way the mall was called Barjuman and not burj Arab. Kainaz kept referring to it as uncle's mall as our mesho's office was there. I suspect that the reason why two gentleman gave up their seats in the metro for her was because they thought she was the niece of a Sheikh who owned the mall!