When in Venice, Eat… Curry
In St. Mark’s Square, Jeet bought some necessary props (above).
We returned to the apartment to greet Andrew and Victoria, arrived from Paris. Jeet and Andrew set to work making a fantastic Indian meal.
Which they served in appropriate national costumes:
(Hey, I just live my life, in all its glorious weirdness – don’t ask me to explain it!)
Jeet learned his Indian cooking from Tsering and Tenzing, old friends from Woodstock. While we were enjoying the results of their lessons in Venice, our daughter, on quarter break from school, was staying with them at their home in Mussoorie. Yes, we’re all just one big happy family!
