Didn’t they say it was time for spring? I guess they changes their minds, ’cause it snowed again in Stockholm this week. & a lot! Although it’s been quite cold these days, this white wonderland is a much more welcome view than the dreary grey days between winter and spring. No complaints here 🤗
Two words, but quite a mouthful, right?! See how punny I am 😉 So tried out the new teppanyaki restaurant in town, Budda Khan at the Mall of Scandinavia, Stockholm. Mr.A had had teppanyaki before when he was in the U.S. & he was so eager for me to try it. Lucky for us, the joint opened its teppanyaki section just in time for our anniversary, our 6th year as a wedded couple, yes, time flies! As is common at this kind of grill, we shared the table with two other couples. They were such happy souls, the best strangers I could have asked to share our evening with. We ordered king prawns, scallops and rib eye, all prepared with flourish right before us. Seeped in garlicky goodness with flavours of soya, vinegar and some special sauces, each dish was a pleasant surprise. The dinner was accompanied by a fresh mango-rucola salad, some mixed fried rice and a velvety green tea ice-cream served on a bed of fried plantain. The food was absolutely delicious, but of course, half the fun was also watching the ‘show’ being presented by our super friendly Chinese chef. If you haven’t tried it yet, I do recommend going to a teppanyaki restaurant, where dining is supposed to be a complete experience.
P.S. This post shares my own opinion of the restaurant and is not an advertisement.
It’s that time of the year! The all mighty ten-armed Goddess, Durga is revered and rejoiced in all her strength & glory. Celebrated throughout India by different names, Dussehra, Navratri, Sharadiya, Durga Puja… all these festivals stand for the one thing, victory of goodness & righteousness over evil.
For me personally, this is the time when I am most homesick. Being away from home for nearly half my life, I am supposed to be used to this, right? Nope. I learnt it doesn’t work that way. I think of those years when the most awaited trip of the year was when we drove to my father’s family home in the village and spent the next week flying through festivities, meeting family, conspiring with cousins, dressing up for the day and altogether having the best time ever!
Time flies but I live in the now. So I am happy that Mr.A and I could be part of some celebrations, here in Stockholm. We seized the rare chance to dress up in traditional Indian attire. There was worshiping of the Goddess, songs and dances by talented performers and good old Indian food to seal the deal. The perfect festival weekend 🙂