Scrambled thank you 01/17/2009
Two days of homage. Yesterday, I ate my last omelette perhaps at Coffee House and day before yesterday, I ate scrambled eggs on toast. Alone and happy as I like it. I love eating alone. At home or in restaurants. Nothing really should come between you and food. Not love, not romance, not angst. Over-the-table conversations and dinner romances are uh-uh duh and duh.Thanks Cheryl for telling me about the no-frills scrambled. A next-door marvel that took me eight years to discover. Commentsjayanthi Sun, 18 Jan 2009 3:35:48 am thank u thank u for giving me a good dinner idea tonight...who says scrambled eggs are for breakfast only... loose Wed, 21 Jan 2009 7:22:26 am So let's go only to Temptations, Planet-M (sigh)and hey, there is hardly any place to go!!! loose Wed, 21 Jan 2009 7:23:58 am So lets go only to Temptations and Planet -M (sigh) and hey, there won't be any place left to go to!!! Mon, 22 Jun 2009 2:02:39 am Even if you keep away everyone else between you and the food, you can't escape the waiters of Coffee House! Leave a Reply | Hungry to write
Rashmi Vasudeva, a mid-career journalist, writes on a wide range of subjects — books, places, social trends, television, personalities, everyday fashion, climate change, Indian music, Indian dance, women's issues, and health. But most of all, she enjoys writing on food. Among her other interests are eating desserts, eating Chocolate Digestives, and eating her mother's palyas (curries). If that doesn't sound like a diverse set of leisure activities, Rashmi Vasudeva is also a sea food enthusiast. When she is not pursuing her many hobbies, she likes listening to television soaps while cooking, listening to music while eating, and eating while reading. ArchivesAugust 2010 CategoriesAll Use the RSS Feed option below to get updates about my blogs. |
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