Fritters and Pastries

We remember arriving in Calcutta for the first time with our father. After three weeks of shots and pills for tropical diseases and infections, we vowed to be cautious about where and what we ate. It was with some surprise that we found ourselves at 6am having just arrived from the airport, outside a street café drinking chai and eating hot samoosaks. While our better instincts were saying that this was exactly what we were not supposed to be doing, the aromas of the spicy fritters were too great to resist.