Thursday, August 25, 2005

Indian Feast

The occasion for this orgy of food was a gathering of old friends. Everyone was circling the drain around sixty years old. Some a little closer to it than others.

Karen, myhighschoolfriendwholivesinParis -- that's one word -- was in town to visit her brother, Brent. She invited me, her brother Brent's high school chum, Kathy, and Anthony, an ex boyfriend of mine, whom she dated, too. Anthony is the ex of emmapeeldallas who writes Talking to Myself. He is also available for weddings at bar mitzvahs.

Our out of work actor waiter was  part Indian, part something from a country no longer in business, and a citizen of Kuwait.  He used to have  a British accent, which, in order to get more jobs, he got rid of.  I asked how did you do that?  He said, "I am an ACTOR!" 

This is  the only Indian dish I can identify. Scooped out oranges with sherbet inside, frozen, then sliced.  Hmmm.  This is dessert.  I would have put it last, but figuring that out would take another couple of days.


 I have no clue what this is, but it sure was good.

And what was this?  Got me, but the flavors were marvelous.


The mystery continues.  You just have to trust it's going to be good.
Something with rice. Even my pathetic palette can recognize
that.




I remember that this looked more interesting than it tasted.  Wait a minute, where is that orange dish, the one with all the paprika?

 
 Here it is.  Phew.

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

How is it you get invited to the best places? These are those people that know people, aren't they?

Anonymous said...

The scooped out oranges, very clever.
It all looks good.  How did you get to the Indian Feast? (restaurant you wanted to try, or special occasion?)
I like all the odd-shaped plates.  Bet you can't find that at Crate & Barrel!
Anna

Anonymous said...

Some people will put anything in their mouths.

Glad you enjoyed it :)

xoxo

Anonymous said...

your friend karen is gorgeous...she was the model right?  I think you've posted her photo before...the indian food looks good, especially the rice dish.  :-)

Anonymous said...

Hmmmmmm a balti belly buster of gargantuan size !
Now where did i put the order in menu from the spice of bombay just down the road ?x

Anonymous said...

I love a man who can pull off the bow tie AND be everybody's ex boyfriend over curry and pita.

Anonymous said...

I miss those type of cosmopolitan moments.

My friends aren't as good-looking, and they probably wear less underwear.

Anonymous said...

Mrs. L
Fine food and fine people make for a fine evening.  It looks delicious and all your friends look like movie stars and models.  It doesn't get much better than that!
Sam

Anonymous said...

I have to talk to this Anthony. I'm looking for tar-and-feather solvent, and he's eating curry.

Anonymous said...

halcyon...
undisturbed?
quiet?
calm?
THE KINGFISHER!:)

Anonymous said...

Salem -- None of those.  Halcyon = golden, as in the best days of our lives. Mrs. L