It seems I have the most to write about when I have the least time and energy. Oh, the irony. Friday was bursting at the seams with things I had to do. Getting ready for Saturday's banquet and still putting meals in people's mouths kept me going in four directions at once. I'm serious; I was doing four thing at the same time. That was the day that, one of the two times I went to light the griddle, the pilots were out and, when I lit them, the gas was on. Yeah, not so smart. So my eyelashes were blonde-tipped for a day or two. But I made good things! Everyone devoured the grilled sandwiches that came from the 'poof' incident and the naan from that evening turned out very well and was perfect with the Indian food. I made Indian food, people! Chicken tikka masala, spiced basmati, garlic naan, mango chutney, cucumber raita...mango chutney being the only thing we didn't make from scratch. It's so weird how all those crazy-different flavors...taste the best together! Anyway, Claudia, who's been bugging me to make Indian food for forever, had an option to go out to Indian food a couple of days after, but decided against it because, "it probably wouldn't be as good as Anna's." !!!

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