Just when I think I am over all the emotional blackmail and baggage there comes another zinger to fling me right back into that quicksand of sadness and bad memories. And the worst part is it only takes a gentle trigger sometimes, Mi. How I wish you were here to…
Posts tagged as “coffee with mi”
So this morning we had coffee as usual followed by breakfast and then got a bit engrossed in our work, Mi. Around 12 Sury and I were pottering about in the kitchen. Vidur was bathing. As we prepped for the ven and chakra pongal, we were so busy yapping that…
So, some days back I was looking for different ways to cook ghia (bottle gourd/lauki/doodhi) – because you know how your grandson is not a big fan of the kootu – and thought, arre, why not lauki muthia. Easy to make, steamed, tasty – what was not to like? Turned…
These are uncertain times when we don’t feel we have a grasp on our lives and everything feels wobbly. And wibbly. I was thinking of that wibbly wobbly toy Vidur had as a toddler. How much he loved that caterpillar literally wobbling its way around the house! Some days I…
So I tripped over the gas pipes on the terrace last Monday when we went to walk and had a nasty fall that resulted in some bloody bruising, swelling and a lot of pain. Still healing. But let me tell you the story of the gas pipes. Sometime in March this…
Funny thing,,, i got some measuring spoons. Can you believe I follow paati’s shraanga and palm and finger-based measures? Sounds really funny when I actually say it. But while it works with the usual cooking, with baking, that does not always work because then we’ll have to depend on luck…