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The glorious four day weekend ..

It is day three in the four day weekend and it has been a fun filled three days so far. On Thanksgiving day, we partook in a vegetarian thanksgiving potluck feast with some old German friends, and some new German friends and family (brother and his wife). A fabulous thick and creamy pumpkin soup was followed by a piece of a very traditional German quiche. This was accompanied by some potatoes, spinach and feta cheese all stuffed inside a red bell pepper. And this was just the German part of the course. For the Indian part of the thanksgiving feast, we brought two curries (malai mattar panner and aloo dumwale) while the brother prepared the vegetable pulao and raitha. Entertainment was provided by the three German kids who enthralled the guests with their diction and language skills (and eating skills :)).

Day two started with some general house cleaning and a round of tasks for the resident handy-man (yours truly). This of course led to the mandatory Home Depot visits and the purchase of things that I may never use in the future. End result - closet doors fixed, tub spout replaced, new door handles for all bathrooms. To round off the day, Grean Sleeves called and we arranged to meet Grean Sleeves & family along the immediate family of a good friend of mine who also just became a mother to a bonny little boy. We met at the very south indian Tirupathi Bhima's restaurant and in between mouthfuls of sambar vadai and onion & chilli oothapam, we managed to get updated with the latest news about the newborn.

Day three held the prospect of more house cleaning. Those of the Cancer persuasion like yours truly often see value in holding on to old boxes :). For some reason, we believe these old boxes may be useful in the future. While this might be true for a couple of the boxes, the vast majority of the boxes only collect dust and occupy space. Anyway, long story short, we started spring cleaning early and hauled out dozens of boxes out to the recycling bin. The high light of this morning is that we are baby-sitting the youngest blogger that I know. She is Mr. Grean Sleeves's first born and she is very talented. She is currently sitting in our den downing her second Maggi Noodles packet :).

Comments

josephkam said…
I definitely know about your Cancer-trait of collecting stuff. The only person who competes with you is another Cancerian - Greanunpeace.
Ramanan said…
umm ... we have an outdoor shed full of boxes and now the attic also has its share of boxes :). But given that I am not likely to move in the near future, I am willing to negotiate on which boxes to get rid off :)
Swati said…
No one can beat ME in collecting stuff, and I'm not even Cancerian.

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