Mobbed


I am not sure if two people can be construed as a 'mob'. Especially when the 'entourage' had twice the number of people. (Note to self: must stop watching 'Living with a Superstar' featuring SRK on Discovery T&L.) Still it was my moment. And I must savour it. I never did claim to be a faceless blogger, diligently typing away into the night, hidden under the shroud on anonymity after all. So here's what happened.

K, my in laws and I were ambling down the road from our house to 5 Spice. We just hit Pali Market when a youngish gentleman looked at me and gave a big smile. He came up to me grinning while I desperately tried to place him.

"Hey aren't you the person who writes a blog on food? I often read your blog. I haven't commented yet but I read it regularly"

He shook my hand and pointed out to a lady who was beside him.

"This is my wife".

I smiled idiotically, not sure what was going on. The lady spoke.

"My husband often reads your blog"

I returned the honours and did a round of intros.

"My in laws, my wife Kainaz."

"Of course. We have seen her on the blog"

Another handshake.

"I'll definitely comment on your blog next time".


They moved on. As did we. My mouth was open till I reached 5 Spice. Through dinner too (burnt chilly mixed fried rice - enough for 3, Thai fish curry green, very nice lamb in black bean sauce and huge prawns in Hong Kong Sauce. Preceded by crab in sweet corn soup and Tom Yum prawn soup).


But I digress. My mouth's still open. Thanks for letting me indulge in a bit of vanity. I was mighty mighty thrilled.

Thanks Sumit and Smita. You guys made my day, month and year.
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