It seems like it has been aaaaages since i last logged in... I have been in a very different world. Books have been keeping me busy. Not the kind of books I would necessarily recommend though!
Sushi has been on my list of things to do for the last few weeks. And my trusted sushi buddy has not deigned to give me company. Hmmm.. We shall wait! In fact my food buddy has not been willing to go out and forage for a while. Methinks something is amiss!
However, on to more pressing matters.
The most intense power play I have ever been privy to occurred this weekend. My little one year old angel held mum n me enthralled for two days straight- both when she was present and in absentia. She was all we spoke about...
The little miss pointed and we scurried to and fro- literally at her beck and call. Mum missed her afternoon nap- and plodded around- exhausted, but not willing to give up right until the little miss left.
Ah! The vagaries of the young! And she does not even speak intelligibly yet!
The meals at Nandini have oft been recommended to me. I have always come away dissatisfied. I have found that the meals are way too spicy to be considered palatable (forget terms like delicious!). Last week, I discovered the reason why I had such a disparate view. My jaunts had been limited to the "Traditional Andhra" section- which in a way explains the extra dose of chilly. However, having had access to the best of Andhra cuisine in all its furiously spicy glory- I beg to differ on the authenticity of this version. The fare upstairs- for the "normal" Andhra meals was palatable, if undifferentiated. The podi was missing. The gongura pachidi was slightly (strangely) musty. The rest of the fare passed muster. The missing fish fry- my favorite accompaniment to the Andhra meal- was a little disappointing. All in all, a moderate Andhra experience.
Nagarjuna still rules. Bhima's, Maharaja's and Amaravathi stay untainted by the Nandini experience.
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