Diary
entry - December 05, 2003
Welcome
to Bangalore!
I made
an early start on Wednesday morning in order to get comfortable
at Delhi airport for my Jet Airways sponsored flight to Bangalore.
The domestic airport here was as busy as my international arrival
had been so I regretted getting there so soon.
The
flight to Bangalore was slightly delayed but after a two hour journey
I touched down safely. After the dust and debris of Delhi, Bangalore
is quite literally a breath of fresh air. There are vast amounts
of greenery, open space and luxury shopping facilities.
Extremes

I have to say that I have eye sockets like billiard ball pockets,
a complexion as pale as chicken skin and unfortunately after
3 weeks the Delhi Belly has now taken hold (I shall spare you
all the details). |
Robert
Rees |
The
downside is that the temperature is much more humid and reaches
90 degrees during the day dropping to a chilly 10 degrees in the
evening - quite an extreme.
I was
met by two beautiful ladies – one at the airport the other
on my arrival at the hotel. The ITC Windsor Sheraton is a hotel
in a class of its own - colonial in appearance and traditional in
its working methods.
The
hospitality has never been bettered in any of my recent travels.
The room is excellent - both elegant and practical. A butler is
available in minutes after the press of a bell.
All
very nice and lovely if it was a holiday but this is business and
business that requires a hands-on 14-hour-a-day approach.
The
hotel is over 25 years old, which has some drawbacks in the industrial
kitchen stakes, but after nearly three weeks in India I am just
doing my best to cope with it.
First
rate team

I have been told that the cheeses have
now been flown 45 minutes away to Chennai for individual microbiological
testing! What pants! Get a life! |
Robert
Rees |
Again
the team that the experienced Executive Chef has given me is first
class. The work rate, presentation and willingness to learn exceed
anything in the UK.
However
- still NO GLOUCESTERSHIRE PRODUCE. ItÂ’s beyond a joke now.
I am beginning to rage with anger and contempt at the inefficient
manner in which the ministry is doing things.
How
come it made it to Delhi but not here? I have been told that the
cheeses have now been flown 45 minutes away to Chennai for individual
microbiological testing! What pants! Get a life!
Blagging
So
yet again I am blagging my way through numerous interviews and VIP
launches. Friday lunch was excellent actually. A delicious smoked
salmon and cucumber tagliatelle tartar followed by duck confit with
basil mash, spinach and red onion jam and then a Victorian lemon
posset for pudding.
It
proved a success and my commis chefs were a real asset. The buffet
was set in the evening for a few hundred people - fish pies, roast
pork, Yorkshire puddings etc..
Challenging
We
only have a small area of the kitchen to prepare here and getting
Gloucestershire ingredients was the least of my worries. Despite
two days notice getting Indian ingredients has proved equally challenging.

Celeb status in Bangalore beckons. ItÂ’s
a shame nobody knows me out side of Gloucestershire in the UK!
 |
Robert
Rees |
For
the last two days I have been living on the edge with menus depending
on what arrives and when. Believe me it does nothing for the blood
pressure.
Still
the press is convinced. In every press pack there are a number of
distinct Gloucestershire recipes and all seem to be enthusiastic
about my passion for our county's tourism, food and farming industry.
Celeb status in Bangalore beckons. ItÂ’s a shame nobody knows
me out side of Gloucestershire in the UK!
So
the next few days is head down and crack on with food production
for another 400 people per day. Next week I am doing a few demos
to the ex-pat WI group and some Indian Ladies groups - no difference
to home then really.
I shall
lap up the wonderful service of my personally attached PR assistant
where I can and maybe by Wednesday soak up a few sunrays poolside.
I have
to say that I have eye sockets like billiard ball pockets, a complexion
as pale as chicken skin and unfortunately after 3 weeks the Delhi
Belly has now taken hold (I shall spare you all the details).
As
for the produce - time to kick arse!
by Robert Rees
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