October 19, 2006
Grumble. Grumble. Danced until the wee hours of the morning with wayward colleagues, swigging vodkas, champagne and anything else I could lay my hands on.
Over healthy living salad lunch, I asked my size 0 blonde bombshell colleague why she hasn’t used any of my recipes yet. S0BB is a saladoholic, with the occasional inexplicable urge for Buckingham Balti.
She buckled under the pressure of a throbbing hangover and my personal brand of persuasion and promised to try one of my recipes. But she’s demanding a dry dish presumably to eat with salad.
Hmmm, must think hard about low-fat, child-proof, salad-friendly recipe.
In the meantime, I put my few remaining brain cells towards trying to figure out why people who love Indian food don’t cook it at home. I came up with the following reasons:
The whole idea of this blog really is to break down the barriers and demystify Indian cooking. If you love Indian food but don’t cook it at home, I’d love to hear why.
Then I can really put my power of persuasion to the test!
Off now to the British Museum Bengali food event. There’s no better hangover food in the world, methinks…