Taking the Mountain Air
I had visions of a hot cinnamon roll and coffee for breakfast on my first morning in Kodaikanal, but tragically Pastry Corner was not opened even at the relatively late hour of 9 am. So I found myself sitting in the impeccably clean Flavours Restaurant with its red and white checked table cloths covered in plastic. I ordered a masala ‘omplate’ which caused the waiter some concern.
‘It has chillis, Madam…and onions?’
‘Yes, that’s great.’ I gave him the thumbs up. He smiled and retreated to the kitchen.