I said something last week that I’m not particularly proud of. During a moment of self-pity when I was bemoaning the tragedy of my life (as I put it so eloquently during that particular moment), and complaining to one of my best friends that I was surely beset with misfortune as I had not yet managed to have a child…
Pista-chio. (Beautiful, expensive, rich.) I have a bag of these, and I don’t know what to do with them. That’s rare for me; it’s rare that I don’t know what to do with an ingredient. But when it comes to these I’m torn. Should I save them for Diwali and add them to a sweet, made with thickened milk, sugar,…
I logged in this evening to find a Happy Anniversary post from WordPress. I Speak Awanthi is two years old. I suppose I should have thrown my blog a party, as so many people seem to do, but the real honest truth of it is that I didn’t remember. Two years old. It’s funny; in the past, in older blogs,…