Amidst making stuffed parathas and binge-watching a show to completion and giving Vidur a haircut and getting groceries, veggies and fruits, I tired myself out, Mi! Just being in the kitchen itself is an exercise in fitness. All that sweating should count for something, no? You know what I am…
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So yesterday Vidur had this khwaaish/desire to eat something sweet and thick. Of course I rolled my eyes and told him to find it. Reminded me of that shakkar dandhi when he was 3. We went crazy trying to figure out what he meant. We thought it was sweet potato.…
I made cauliflower paratha today, Mi – and missed you. It looks like we must have a paratha fest because there’s radish and patta gobi/cabbage – two endearing veggies we prefer in a paratha. Ah well. Not complaining! Me, I’d personally be happy to just eat the cabbage raw in…
Do you remember the days when we thought eating ice cream in the rain was exciting, Mi? And we did, too. We walked out in the drizzle, even if we got drenched eventually, to the ice cream parlor some distance away and enjoyed that casatta ice cream with so much…
You’ll find it so funny if I admit this, Mi. I was happy to make rotis today. Hence the rottine–you know. (Courtesy Sury of course). I asked him if he found it amusing that I enjoyed making the rotis today and he quickly said of course. We woke up this…
Does that even make sense? Yes, it does, Mi, because that’s exactly what we tried to do. And succeeded. But let me begin from the beginning. So as usual, U and I, during one of our marathon phone calls laughed our heads off over how often we make plans but…