There are certainly some places that give us a glimpse of heaven. We yearn to travel there to feel the serenity, picturesque beauty of nature, the peace that hovers in the air all around the place. Among many, Bhutan is one such, that is on my wish-list since I got married. After marriage we moved to the USA. We roamed here and there. But what we did most, was relive memories over foods. Yes, food, you hear it right! Staying far away from our native land we kept on relishing on the dishes to feel the touch of our mothers. Apart from it one dish that kept on budging in our life is ‘Kewa Datshi’. Repetitive requests kept on coming from the man to make the dish for him. He spent a few moons in Bhutan due to work. And the memories of the place and its food got embedded in his mind. I started to travel that place virtually through his memories several times. Recreating the tastes of the country without knowing the exact flavour, I tried to inhale the aroma of the place. The sun-kissed silver lined Himalayan Range, the Monasteries, the pristine beauty of nature every time became alive as I served a Bhutanese dish.
