Siolim, Goa
The area around Siolim is very working class, and the main street boasts a couple of thali places. At night, though, it is deserted. Antoinette from Siolim House recommended that we go to Candlelight for dinner, as it was the only place close by. Candlelight was about a ten-minute uphill walk from the hotel. For some reason, the street lights were not lit the first time we ventured forth... it was pitch-black and scary. We had the tiniest, smallest flashlight with us, so it was not much help.
The creepiest thing was that the countryside was dotted with tiny, whitewashed shrines that kinda glowed in the darkness. (Little shrines are a Goan thing--- they can be Hindu, Christian, or any religion.) They looked like tombstones on the side of the road, complete with garlands of wilted flowers. Once in a while, stray dogs would bark at us. They were not friendly barks. We realized that we were veritable sissies in this scary excursion. We were not sure if we should turn back.
We gave ourselves fifteen minutes before giving up and going to bed hungry. We were glad for being such troopers, because Candlelight was a gem.
Alex from Siolim House joked that we should give our food orders first, because the kitchen was really slow. In truth, we did not mind. It was just interesting listening to the local banter. Two expats talked about having to go to Nepal to get their visas. We fell into a conversation with another expat, who just kept going on and on. Another regular, a thirty-something Indian guy, would just quietly drink his beer. Once in a while, a group of young Indian men would have a drink, and go off, maybe clubbing. Yea, no other women customers here too.
The menu at Candlelight is quite abbreviated. You can get fried prawns. Or beef/pork/chicken chili fry. Or curry fish with rice. Sometimes, they have sardines. That's it. Between our two visits, we sampled everything.
We really liked the homey atmosphere and local vibe of this joint. It was just great hanging out with our beers and stuffing ourselves. On our way back to Siolim, the street lights were lit. The doggies would still bark, but they no longer felt so menacing. They must be used to tourists stumbling back to Siolim.
totally true all that.
ReplyDeletefrom the food to the ambience.
and the expatriate, who knows now more about Nepal then India...
nice story too.
photo from owners missing!
bye,
koan