The train smokes down the xylophone
For the first time in our current ward and precinct, ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch and I did not have to prove our identities before voting tonight. The difference was magical: instead of Kafkaesque obstruction which our papers could only provisionally resolve, we were presented with ballots, which we cast and were out of there in five minutes flat. We had earlier in the evening enjoyed dinner from Guru the Caterer, which only took us seventeen months of walking past on a regular basis to try rather than just inhale like a beggar in a folktale—admittedly for almost half that time I was medically prohibited takeout. I rejoice in a local source of goat curry, especially on nights when the combo includes the option of palak paneer and roti and rice and pickle into the bargain, which is most of a thali without the plate. I had never actually seen bread pakora in a restaurant before and probably would try it. I am still sufficiently new to eating from restaurants again that it feels like a treat each time.
spatch and I did not have to prove our identities before voting tonight. The difference was magical: instead of Kafkaesque obstruction which our papers could only provisionally resolve, we were presented with ballots, which we cast and were out of there in five minutes flat. We had earlier in the evening enjoyed dinner from Guru the Caterer, which only took us seventeen months of walking past on a regular basis to try rather than just inhale like a beggar in a folktale—admittedly for almost half that time I was medically prohibited takeout. I rejoice in a local source of goat curry, especially on nights when the combo includes the option of palak paneer and roti and rice and pickle into the bargain, which is most of a thali without the plate. I had never actually seen bread pakora in a restaurant before and probably would try it. I am still sufficiently new to eating from restaurants again that it feels like a treat each time.
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(Adapt to appropriate mix of genuine yayness with the correct amount of sarcasm re. kafkaesque activities you had come to expect.)
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(Finely blended and much appreciated. It's been a little ridiculous.)
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Niiice. There used to be a place around the corner from one of my old jobs that did a good goat curry, but they took it off the menu or changed the recipe and it wasn't the same.
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Oh, no. Goat curry is an index of a healthy neighborhood!
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Also, yay for goat curry!
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Of course not!
Also, yay for goat curry!
It makes everything better.
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Thank you.
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Goat curry!!!
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Right?
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Thank you!
*hugs*
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Always!
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I am incoherent after reading that menu. And especially, BREAD PAKORA. I've never heard of it. I would happily eat the simple form, but the stuffed ones, according to a recipe on a blog I often peruse but have not yet found everything relevant to my interests, are like "fried battered sandwiches with a spicy potato filling." I'll just eat that all the time now, thank you.
Only I'm terrible at deep frying and at keeping complex battered items together while they cook. You can shallow-fry them too, but I've learned that with chickpea flour batter it's better to follow directions. Maybe I'll make some besan chilla. Those are within my skill set.
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Thank you. It's important.
Only I'm terrible at deep frying and at keeping complex battered items together while they cook. You can shallow-fry them too, but I've learned that with chickpea flour batter it's better to follow directions. Maybe I'll make some besan chilla. Those are within my skill set.
To be fair, besan chilla are delicious. Is anyone in your house skilled at deep-frying?
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However, yes, David is a dab hand at frying basically anything. We have had many happy collaborations involving gobi paratha, samosas, and so on, where I make them and he fries them, thus rendering my labor productive of real-looking foods at the right crispiness rather than a possibly-tasty mess.
He is not as fond of potatoes as I am, but a cauliflower filling like that for gobi parathas would also be grand, so there could be two kinds.
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That sounds like an excellent partnership.
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Thank you! May still paranoically carry a utilities bill in my coat in November, although apotropaically speaking I should probably carry a lot more.