Last Saturday, we had our Cinco de Mayo party. Last night, it was Indian night at John and Rammy's house. Even though they had seen us just one week ago, John and Rammy (along with their son Oliver) invited me (Mrs. TBF is still in Chicago), Canadian-Swiss, and Orange-X, to their house for a very nice evening of authentic Indian cooking (Rammy was born in India). As usual, Rammy laid out a spread that caused us to eat until we almost burst. As if the Indian food wasn't enough, she also served an unbelievable dessert that resulted in me feeling the need to loosen the belt a bit. Afterward, the men went out for cigars on the covered porch. It was raining, and John said something like: "I like the sound of the rain when it hits the leaves." Which caused me to say something like: "Of course you do...you're English!" A little while later, the ladies joined us on the porch. Then, Rammy said: "Oh...I like the sound of the rain hitting the leaves." Once again: "Of course you do...you're English!" All the while I was thinking: "When the Hell will it ever stop raining in Basel for God's sake??!?!?!"
It's now 2:30 a.m. I just got home (thanks to Canadian-Swiss and Orange-X for picking me up AND bringing me back home), and it's getting to be time to hit the sack. Mrs. TBF is on her way to O'Hare, and she'll be taking the 9:15 p.m. flight to London, and then it's onward to Basel. I'll pick her up at the airport later this afternoon.
Home at last!
4 comments:
nice nice nice, so lovely... Funny - it's only 9pm here yet it feels like a day earlier still!
I'm SOOO jealous! Rammy, if you're reading this, I want some Indian food, too!
Gosh, you beat me to it! I'll put up a little something, too... later.
As you were having your party we enjoyed some bagels with mrs. tbf. It was great to sit around and enjoy her Tomisms.
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