Today, I left work and took the A train downtown to Fulton Street. I then took another train to Lexington avenue and walked along 23rd St until I found a grocery store. I came home and cooked Rava Upma and Mango pickle. My first proper Indian meal since getting here weeks ago. What drove me crazy was not just the endless parade of cold meat, bread and cold salad. It was the hyper expensive Indian meal I ordered of Biryani, which turned out to be plain rice with a sidebowl of an oily meat curry. (I think the idea was to mix the two together to create biryani!)
Eeeyuck!
But now I'm finally happy and full! Yay!
Ps : The title is one of the first jazz songs I heard. Got hooked onto the Duke since then.
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i hear pizzas are relatively cheaper there?
by the way
where are you working now?
dont think you have mentioned that in any of your posts!
Gowri - interning at Merrill Lynch in NY
Enjoy NYC.
The biryani really sounds bad 2 taste.. neways hwz life at NY, and where is ur internship??
Enjoy NYC. Cooking is the best. Njoi.
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Enjoy cooking & Hows ur internship experiance. A Pic from NY is Due.
this post reminds me of something that we learnt in professional ethics - when in rome, do as the romans do :)
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