Puebla – Mole Poblano – Talavera & My Unlimited Memories!

When I think of Mexico, I think of Puebla and then unlimited things come rushing to my mind. Puebla was an experience where I saw, tasted and felt things for the first time in my life. You may be confused about what exactly I mean. Well it means I experienced this city in a very different way. All the things I did here in this beautiful colonial mountain city were the first time in my life! If you have visited this place perhaps you may agree with me.

Postcard from Puebla

Postcard from Puebla

While driving down from Mexico City with my dear friend Trinette whom I visited long time ago, we passed by the volcano of Popocateptl. I’d heard a lot of stories about it and couldn’t wait to see it with my own eyes. I’d never seen one in my life and she couldn’t stop telling me stories….I just wanted to see it and… really desperately! So..finally after a while, I see this imposing Popo as the locals call it! The sight of it was overwhelming. A stream of ash rose above the snow clad peak making it look magnificent and powerful. We waited by the highway and I watched it until my heart felt content. The best part was since it was seen from every part of Puebla since it stands tall at  17,802 feet. I’d decided to write a post on it because it also had a very heart-rending legend behind its stoicism. You can read up more about it on the “The Legend of Popo“.

Volcano Popocatepetl

Volcano Popocatepetl

So…this Popo, stole my heart and it was one of the best memories I carry until today about Puebla even before entering this lovely city!

Streets of Puebla

Streets of Puebla

Then came the warmth and welcome from Trinettes family. Along with it came good food of course! Then suddenly my mind jumps to best lunch I had with my friend Trinette and her Dad of Mole Poblano. On the streets of this city, in a dainty restaurant, a special dish of Mole Poblano was ordered for me. Can you guess what it was? It was a thick, rich, chocolate-tinged sauce and certainly not sweet! I had the pollo en mole poblano which had a deep mixture of chocolate and chilli with chicken, two of the most characteristically Mexican ingredients. It also had a small side dish which I was unaware of. It was  sour-spicy-salty and asked my friend what was it. She said they are chapulines – grasshoppers! For a moment I couldn’t believe I was relishing them….but then..what the heck…I loved them! Food satisfies…Puebla certainly contributed! chapulines mole Until today, I have sweeping memories of this art which I love and still have it adorning my walls at home – the Talavera! This ceramic of Talavera, that garnishes practically every building, every patio, every square and even kitchens in this city! Here when I went to see potters make these beautiful pieces of art, I was told that a potter’s gild was formed and ordinances were laid down, that all of the potters that wished to produce Talavera had to follow. This was done so that the quality of the ceramics called Talavera was uniform and that this earthenware had a distinctive style and excellence. Until today, pottery from Puebla still holds a seal! I will really not do much justice writing about it, check out some of the pictures below…

The Original Sealed Talavera from Puebla

The Original Sealed Talavera from Puebla

more-talavera-frogs-23jan11 So…along the memory road, Puebla plays a very important part in my life. There was so much to experience here that until today I clearly remember every bit of it. Some day, I would love to travel back there and take in every moment slowly and embrace it once again!

Driving along the Streets of Puebla - Trinette & I

Driving along the Streets of Puebla – Trinette & I

Talavera Fountain

Talavera Fountain

PS: Talavera Pottery stills plays a very important part of my life. While I lived in Dayton, USA, a dear friend of mine owned a Talavera store and I still have it all displayed at home. Adding two more photos below to show my fondness towards it!

Delia & her Store called Little Bit of Mexico at the 2nd Street Public Market in Dayton, Ohio.

Delia & her Store called Little Bit of Mexico at the 2nd Street Public Market in Dayton, Ohio.

Talavera @ Home!
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Life of River Ravi

May of 2013 was a fun time in Dalhousie. Every nook and corner of our journey from Punjab to Himachal we bumped into this river called Ravi. The Ravi river is what they referred to as Iravati during the Vedic times. It is one of those northern rivers of the Himalayas which is marked by its endless beauty. Rising from 14,000 ft from the Mid Himalayas, it streams through lithic boulders, lofty gorges and lush forests into the Indian Ocean. Hence, I thought lets gather some facts about it….and see if there is something worth sharing!

The Ravine of River Ravi

The Ravine of River Ravi

The Incredible Tributaries!

Can you believe how many tributaries does this river have? Imagine in its course of 720 kms the river collects water from 7 tributaries! Budhil and Nai are the first ones to join  at 13,390 ft followed by the Siawa from Jammu. Then joins the Seul along with its tributary called Baira Nalla from the Pir Panjal Range. Another one joins from the Pir Panjal as well which is called Tant Gari known for its scattered boulders and glacial moronic deposits. And the last one is its major tributary from the Kailash mountains at 14,100 ft called Ujh! The Ravi carries the charm of  so many mountains, forests and glaciers of the Himalayas!

Pir Panjal Range

Pir Panjal Range

The Chamera Lake

The Chamera Lake

The Unbound waters of the Chamera Lake

View of the Hydroelectric Power Station

View of the Hydroelectric Power Station

When so many little rivers join Ravi, it is bound to be deep and mysterious! The sea-green effect of the river buried in the ravine gives a spectacular look of the Chamera lake and its Hydroelectric project from the windy mountain road. When I say unbound, can you guess how deep the lake is? Water levels rise to a maximum of 763 meters while the minimum water level is 747 meters….that sounds quite unending right?

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This summer of 2013 was one of the most fascinating time for me….I spent a whole lot of time with my dear friends in Dalhousie amidst the Himalayas, in its pleasant weathers by this beautiful river. The gushing waters of the Ravi, the grandiosity of the Chamera, the Himachali culture and bowls of hot soupy Maggie just added to the enchantment of this place. Sometimes some history and facts make beautiful things even more appealing…thats how I thought the river Ravi was!

Terrain of the Himalayas

Terrain of the Himalayas