I went to sleep yesterday fantasizing about vegetable curry so when 11am rolled around today I was already hovering on just-eat. I fantasize about food a lot...
Anyway, when I announced to the flat (anyone "announcing" anything in this flat usually consists of one of us shouting from our bed with the expectation that everyone else's room door will be open to hear) I was getting curry takeaway for lunch, Rosi skidded into my room with laptop in tow. Takeaway is always more fun when it's an event.
Our food was so good probably because we got the first cook of the day, but it was all seriously delicious. My mango lassi hilariously came in the same takeaway metal container as a food dish would. Which was a little disorienting at first. But with my home-cooked (free!) rice, I was swimming in spicy bliss with saag paneer and Bombay potatoes.
Also Sanne came in [begging for a bite as usual]. A postcard she had sent to me while she was in the Netherlands last month (pictured above) arrived while Rosi and I were chowing down under the duvet.
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