Once upon a thali

My blog is starving since quite a long time. With the food I am offering now, I'm sure he wont have more complaints like before :)

A Gujarati thali served with:

Pooris                              : Hot Hot Hottest..wont believe? Poke your finger and feel the fume

Undhiyu                          : Short of words to describe the delicacy. Waste of life if not tried yet

Sprout Moong Daal      : Awesome-st companion of the poori.

Sweet n Sour Dal          : Another dil choone wala taste.

Carrot Cabbage Sabji   : Simple & flavor full.

Rabdi with fresh fruits : Never imagined this combo but guess what, its the show stealer !

Plain Rice, Fried Salted green chilies, sweet tamarind chutney, fresh lemon wedges&onions, pickle, papad & chaas!

(I deliberately avoided Alu-Tomato Ras, though it is in the picture, its just tastes blah)

I have love hate relationship with this place, Anand. It sometimes surprises me with its heart quenching food & sometimes as bland as food that I cook in bad mood.Needless to say, today was my best day, I loved the food till the last bite.

I noticed something very interesting there. A couple sympathizing & consoling another person, probably their friend, who probably faced a tragedy ( I'm adding so many probably's as this is just my guess). Know what is interesting in this? They did all this while having lunch & savoring each bit of it & asking for more servings & requesting the supplier to increase the volume of background B town music ! The poor friend was standing there all the while, not knowing how to react. In a normal situation, I would have missed to notice them, but what drew my attention was the lady's voice. It sounded like song even when she was speaking. Coming back to my point, I wonder how can one mix two exact opposite situations in one thali..err situation. Just imagine this convo

Hunger Stricken Lady : Im so sorry to hear the news (slurp...the chaas glass been attended)

Tragedy Stricken Friend : What to do, my destiny

Hunger Stricken Lady :(To the supplier) “Bhai, jara music loud karna “ & then to the Tragedy Stricken Friend "I'm glad you have taken it like a challenge”

Tragedy Stricken Friend : I have no other way bhabi.

This time Lady's husband : (to the lady) “awesome food, is it not” and then to the tragedy stricken friend “ Good luck dear, let us know if you need any help”

Not in exact above words but that was how it went on. No idea how their friend must have felt, but I was left in splits. May be they were genuinely sympathetic while being genuinely hungry.. I just don't know how to react to this.

So here I am, happy with awesome food for stomach and funny fodder for the blog.

Ashwini.