Trading Places

Leave a comment
I rise like the proverbial phoenix to inform you, dear reader (assuming someone even reads this blog - even my mother gave up many moons ago), that we had a housewarming party recently. In other words, we moved. Only a couple of miles away from where we used to live. But I am convinced that the process and the pain is just the same regardless of whether the move is five or five thousand miles away. And the only way to get through it all is to drink yourselves silly and smash a few glasses (that much less to pack, eh?)

Jelly or Sauce? (a.k.a Thanksgiving 2011)

Leave a comment

Let's just say my family is filled with A-1 micromanagers. And we take this talent to dizzying heights when we are entertaining. The boy micromanages my cooking oil usage (I always hold back, he says). I peer over his shoulder to micromanage the spice levels (that's a whole bottle of peppercorns, I whine). Tempers flare and we switch topics. Pan-fry or bake? Grill or stove top? Tandoori or au poivre?

We are hosting Thanksgiving tomorrow, so you can imagine what the last week has been like.

All was going swimmingly today actually, except for a little skirmish about the green beans (walnuts or almonds?). We both had the day off (a miracle in and of itself), prepped the food in the morning and had the afternoon free to go watch the inimitable Eddie Murphy at his hilarious best in "Tower Heist".

Only while returning home we reignited the chutney-or-jelly debate.

It is unclear if it was the fatigue or sheer madness that made me make both. And with that dear reader, I give you a sneak preview of my Thanksgiving menu.

Shubhkaamanayein Etc.

Leave a comment

LikeItSpicy wishes all its readers a very happy festival of lights. My week thus far has been filled with divine food, many vodka shots, food stomping music, and a scandalous party to boot. And I managed to keep the sari on. Up next - illegal firecrackers. Together with bowls of Badam Kheer.