Starch and dairy, dairy and starch

The second day in the grasslands we found ourselves ravished around lunchtime. The only place close was the canteen at our tourist trap, so we ventured in. Max placed our order.

First out of the kitchen was sliced carrot sautéed with lamb. The carrots were nice, not overcooked and sliced wonderfully. The thin oil and vinegar sauce was a nice accompaniment. The lamb, however, was not a treat. Continuing the theme, it was overcooked, gamey, and hard to eat.

Next was sautéed eggplant, green peppers, and potatoes - a dish I would learn later is called "three treasures." This was wonderful. Each vegetable had been cooked well, the dish was piping hot, and the sauce was slightly sweet and full of flavor. The potato slices, in particular, were thinly sliced, crisp on the outside with enough soft mash inside to remain delicious. This did not last long on the plate.

Finally, and again, there were milky noodles with lamb. All I can say is, ugh. I was in no mood for a bad tasting dairy-filled bowl of noodles. I tried to pick out some of the noodles but to no avail. I was forced to push this dish away.

A bit unrelated, but...on the way out of lunch, we saw this very large two-humped camel. Not sure if it was a good sign or a bad omen, but there it was.