pinot gris in the dead of night
taika, nineteen twelve (both are lounges/dance clubs), shalu's lovely sylvan roof garden. mohitos & chicken tikka, loud music, soft wind & liqueur respectively. 10pm -2am friday night out with hozi, rasheeda, shalu and rakesh. "it's happening, happening, happening!" as mr. rao would say. he enjoyed it tremendously.
vinay, sarita and cousin-arati (notice the distinction ;)) came by saturday evening and we trooped down to shezan (just up lavelle road) for dinner. paneer makhanwala, hyderabadi murg, vegetable haryali, and a spicy mutton appetiser that was made specially for us "not on the menu, sir." yumm. add to that methi kulche, onion kulche, butter and plan naan. aaah aah aah. har dil lazeez. with all this walking distance from home -- thank god i dont have a weighing machine here. it is easier to fool mirrors.
on the way back, more temptation -- java city and hot fudge sundaes, choco chocolate cake with ice cream and strawberry ice cream scoops, accompanied by lightning, thunder, a hail storm and pouring rain. sanjana got deliciously wet and loved eating her ice cream through many a shiver. we enjoyed it all. period.
walked home and played 20 questions, what's the good word and "scene it!" -- popped open a very delicious pinot gris (thanks to Tbird tammi westall who gifted it to me) and sipped it through mid night. several yawns and bouts of laughter later, we crashed. 2am.
sunday, 10am. something i am not accustomed to, happened this morning. our maid made us breakfast, coffee, cleaned up after us, neighbor's kid dropped in, sanjana went back with him to his place for lunch... ate there happily and returned quietly for her nap!
sunday 4pm. and as i sit and type this, the thunder is crashing outside and the sudden wind is undecidedly swinging doors open and shut in gentle rain. i feel like chai (who will not?!) and will indulge myself... ok, chai in hand, i listen to sanat's soft snores and sanjana's slumberful breathing while thumbing through a rich, dreamy interior design book. just as a sunday afternoon should be.
wish u were here.
vinay, sarita and cousin-arati (notice the distinction ;)) came by saturday evening and we trooped down to shezan (just up lavelle road) for dinner. paneer makhanwala, hyderabadi murg, vegetable haryali, and a spicy mutton appetiser that was made specially for us "not on the menu, sir." yumm. add to that methi kulche, onion kulche, butter and plan naan. aaah aah aah. har dil lazeez. with all this walking distance from home -- thank god i dont have a weighing machine here. it is easier to fool mirrors.
on the way back, more temptation -- java city and hot fudge sundaes, choco chocolate cake with ice cream and strawberry ice cream scoops, accompanied by lightning, thunder, a hail storm and pouring rain. sanjana got deliciously wet and loved eating her ice cream through many a shiver. we enjoyed it all. period.
walked home and played 20 questions, what's the good word and "scene it!" -- popped open a very delicious pinot gris (thanks to Tbird tammi westall who gifted it to me) and sipped it through mid night. several yawns and bouts of laughter later, we crashed. 2am.
sunday, 10am. something i am not accustomed to, happened this morning. our maid made us breakfast, coffee, cleaned up after us, neighbor's kid dropped in, sanjana went back with him to his place for lunch... ate there happily and returned quietly for her nap!
sunday 4pm. and as i sit and type this, the thunder is crashing outside and the sudden wind is undecidedly swinging doors open and shut in gentle rain. i feel like chai (who will not?!) and will indulge myself... ok, chai in hand, i listen to sanat's soft snores and sanjana's slumberful breathing while thumbing through a rich, dreamy interior design book. just as a sunday afternoon should be.
wish u were here.
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