It must seem to all that I treat food as muse. Freudians will snark that such overt fascination for food may very likely be a substitute for other er passions. Be that as may be, I should have been super-extra motivated to blog the last couple of weeks but honestly I was busy with work as well as guests (my lovely Didibhai & JB, her even lovelier husband - jb being short for jamaibabu).
So since I last posted, I have had a nice Afghan dinner, complete with Qabuli Pulaw, Chapli Kebab, Kaddu, Mantoo and Firni. We have had crab in the SF Chinatown, chowder in Monterey, various sandwiches in Healdsburg in Sonoma, Thai in Berkeley and alas for a self-proclaimed foodie even a meal at The Cheesecake Factory. Hey that is quite quite representative of US food habits - if not 'cuisine'. We have really not been up for or had the time to eat good 'Californian' yet, so suggestions are helpful!
Actually though the culinary star of the last ten days has been my mom whipping up lots of good Bangali khabar like Shaager Ghonto, Alu Posto, Machher Kalia, Doi Begun and Lau Chingri. Oh and she does make excellent dal, arhar, musoor, chhola, the works. Drool! Not to make anybody jealous but I brought lunch to work today - Peas Kochuri and Alur Dom. Sighhh - whatever will I do when she leaves? Lose a little weight maybe, which is an excellent thing!
We've also managed to drive up and down the bay area, to Sonoma and Bodega Bay and San Jose and Berkeley and Oakland and Monterey and of course San Francisco. Minimize tolls people, go to SF in the morning from the east Bay and drive up Golden Gate Bridge and back down Richmond Bridge! LOL. I am of course only half kidding about the minimizing tolls bit! I have driven close to 600 miles in the last ten days, and my commute is 0.6 miles including my parking lot (trust me I have checked).
In other news I had convinced myself that I'd lost my W-2 and another tax related document until I found them safely tucked inside my least used red plaid purse, duh! Didibhai and ma have been treated to the rather entertaining sight of me walking around the apartment, muttering and opening various drawers and looking under books and my stack of Rolling Stones (the only magazine I subscribe to, LOL). They of course had too much sense to ask me anything as they would have been liable to get their heads snapped off if they had!
Oh also, I was rather chuffed at being able to say what Theobroma means ('Food of the Gods' how appropriate!) in a tour of the Scharffen Berger factory. Felt rather like the star student when I apparently also 'correctly' (not that this means anything objective in this context) identified the citrusy undertone in their 70% chocolate. I'm hoping they are gonna call me when that job of Her Nibs, the Chief Chocolate Taster opens up there :)
P.S. Appreciative and affectionate gestures to an Unnamed Person (UP) for generally being sweet and the most unexpected roses :)