Scrum-diddly-umptious!
Today, after a long and hard day, toiling for beer tokens, I returned to the olde homestead to find it awash with beguiling aromas. For a birthday treat, my wonderful better half had spent the day preparing a feast. Curry!
Robin’s first attempt at cooking Indian style was a great success and the best present I could have imagined.
A decent curry is just about the only thing I miss after moving to Wisconsin. Indian food is available in Madison and Milwaukee, but up here in the Northwoods it is practically unheard of. I cook it occasionally but rarely have enough time to do it well and there never seems much point in rushing it. A rushed and poorly executed curry is a sad thing to taste and behold. Do it right or don’t do it at all!
Robin performed a culinary miracle. She worked from a British recipe book, so many of the ingredients had unfamiliar names and all the measures were foreign to her.
I am not worthy of this woman! For me, the best birthday present of all will be proudly entering our local bar with her at my side. Every moment of her company is a joy and since meeting her I have been at peace and wanted for nothing.
Thank you my love, you make my life worthwhile.