Here was my breakfast at the hotel this morning. They had little cards explaining where each one was from and what it consisted of, so I tried to stick to items from the south. They were fine, but for idli, it's hard to beat Murugan.
And yes, that is a little bottle of Yakult, which I needed this morning, if you know what I mean. I thought I was going to be able to get away without incident all week, but last night it finally caught up to me...fortunately, only mildly.