I Let an AI Order My Lunch in Delhi.

Before I go further, let me explain how this usually goes without AI. I leave the hotel, I walk around, I look for a place with lots of local people in it and if I don’t find one soon enough, I pick whatever turns up which every once in a while is a great meal, but mostly is a miss. I didn’t feel like missing in India. I know I’ll get Delhi Belly at some point, but I’m not trying to rush it. So, I asked Claude.

My First Meal in India: Standing Tall at Prince Chaat

I stepped off the plane in Delhi with zero expectations of how quickly India would win me over. The air was thick with heat, honking horns, and the distant scent of spices. Jet-lagged but buzzing with excitement. The screens on the Air India flight from South Korea had broken and I found myself sharing a …