This post is being written with the primary aim of keeping my friend Lakshmi company. In the last post on the yumblog, Lakshmi has outdone herself. The content, pictures, style of writing etc is par excellence. Not wanting her to be lonely in her excellence, I promised to write a similar post.(If you still haven’t got the drift, I suggest you go visit the blog and while you are at it, be nice and drop her a line :P)
In her post Laksmi left us with a profound question- how did your weekend go? Since this post is aimed mainly at keeping the other post company, I will try my best to keep it short while at the same time match up to the high standards set by my dear friend. I do not have any pictures to add to this post, so please excuse me for that.
This weekend was about some of the things I like the least- washing clothes (when I say washing I mean throwing the clothes in the washing machine and dumping two spoons of detergent on them the task sounds easy enough but the ease of the task doesn’t make me like it anymore), folding clothes (this is worse that washing), dusting (I don’t even wish to discuss this). In one word- cleaning. That was the low point. In fact, that was the beginning of a succession of low points. Saturday got “used” in these activities. Sunday was supposed to be a fun day. We decided to go out to lunch. Even since the monsoons arrived we have been avoiding eating out. We are the over-cautious kind. But since the monsoons have royally ditched us this year, not a drop of rain since weeks, we thought I should risk eating out. That was one reason. The other was that we ran out of groceries. We had been pushing grocery shopping to the weekend and were left with half a tomato, 4 green chillies and 1 large potato. As creative as we are in the kitchen we couldn’t think of cooking anything with those three ingredients. Shopping for groceries thus made to our “urgent” list. The plan was to hit one of the many malls in the city and dove tail grocery shopping and eating out. And if we had the time, we’d catch one of the new movies as well.
We began with eating first. A new restaurant called Sauté Worldwide had been inaugurated recently. The rave reviews the local newspaper carried urged us to try this place out. The restaurant was spacious; it’s décor beautiful and the seating arrangements comfortable. We found ourselves a cosy table and waited 10 whole minutes before the waiter come over to take our order. We asked for minestrone soup and a veggie sizzler and with great anticipation waited for the food to arrive. And then we waited some more. And then some more. After 20 minutes I beckoned some random waiter(the one ascertained to our table had vanished) and asked him to hurry it up a bit. Some 7 minutes later the soup arrived. And it was pink in colour. A darkish pink- something between a pink and a red. Of all the minestrone I have had in my life, I have never ever had any that was pink in colour. With trepidation I tried a spoonful- the taste wasn’t that bad but the colour was disturbing. Next came the sizzler. The restaurant made us wait about 12 minutes before serving us the main course. I believe they wanted us to digest some of the soup so we could make space for the sizzler. But I couldn’t find fault with the dish (not for the lack of trying) and so I gobbled it up gratefully. It was past 2.30 and I was ravenous.The whole meal took us one hour and 10 minutes only. It was a test of my patience, which at some level I believe is good. After all I am the one who keeps saying I need to develop patience. So let’s just say that the lunch was as leisurely as it could possibly get- prefect for a Sunday.
Post -lunch shopping wasn’t fun either. It was too crowded and the line at the billing counter was serpentine. And they gave us another 2 kgs of free sugar. Shopping trips to Food Bzaar have helped us acquire some 10 kgs of “free” sugar over the last few months. A family as small as mine cannot consume so much sugar, so I am just going to have to get into retailing sugar myself.Btw, the movie never happened- when lunch and shopping eat into all our time.
The only genuine high point of the weekend was the marbled cake I baked. The details of the same will be available soon you know where.
At 700 words, I haven’t managed to keep my promise of keeping my post short, but whatever!