I've been pining for the biryani from this particular place for the longest time. The dishes whipped up by the chef are authentic. Besides, it recently got the nod of approval from my Indian friend. So you certainly can't go wrong with this eatery.
However, the few times I tried going there to appease my craving, there seemed to be a lingering dark force preventing me from satisfying my fix. I never made it to the restaurant.
The last time I checked, it was a year ago since I visited it.
The dark force had certainly denied me of my poison for a long enough time now.
Today I selfishly convinced the man to shop in the vicinity as it's high time I should get my fix of those fragrant spicy basmati rice.
The dark force was however there with me in the form of falling snow and snow-laden highway with not a single snow plow in sight.
Very unusual indeed!
The man casually remarked it wouldn't be a good idea to hit home in such conditions after dark. With the terrible conditions right in front of my eyes, I had to but grudgingly agree.
Bloody hell!!! Not again! I was this close.
Even so I did not give up.
As we were in the car leaving the city, he asked for dinner suggestions. I had of course no desire for any other cuisine except for youknowwhat. He suggested another Indian place closer to ours but I dismissed it as it was either the best or nothing for me!
The man must have noticed my long face for he suddenly exited from the highway. My heart jumped.
He's driving us there!!!! He is such a dear.
To compromise, I suggested we could tabao the food instead so he wouldn't have to stress himself out with the long difficult drive.
At home, my face lit up brightly when we finally sat down for the yummylicious biryani.
Oh, nevermind I have a sore throat. A pig can't change its snout.
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