The sea makes me hungry, just like the mountains do. Or maybe it's a holiday that makes me hungry. Either way, 40 degrees and 80% humidity notwithstanding, Goa was all about biking from one beach shack to another, lolling under umbrellas with beers, lemonades and books, and tucking into some gorgeous food. There were some dreadful meals too, but let's not talk about those. Here's my favourite Goa shack food from my trip a few months ago! f you ever visit, which I'm sure you will, give these a go.

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