She’s British; she blogs; she’s hilarious; and she’s my friend.
We actually met through this crazy lil’ thing called blogging.
And for that, I am eternally grateful.
Because she also loves Indian food, and it was dang near time we devoured it together.
Upon Angharad’s recommendation, we went to Gandhi Mahal in Minneapolis, which is truly a hidden gem. It’s family-owned, and all the food is cooked + based off of their personal family recipes. They also grow much of their own food in community gardens around Minneapolis in addition to purchasing local produce for their restaurant. Very cool stuff.
Most importantly, they have good beer…
…live sittar music on Friday nights…
…and the most perfect vegetable samosas.
The proof is in the picture, peeps.
The kind of picture only a true friend would take of you. You know, the kind where potato is hanging out of your mouth and the camera is at the worst possible angle?
Anyways, Angharad and I were preparing all week for full-on Indian food children. Yes, children. We were thinking maybe twin or triplet Indian food babies could be birthed post-meal…
For our main meal, we ordered Rashmi Kabobs (chicken marinated in cilantro + green chiles)…
Garlic Naan (obvs)…
Fluffy,white Basmati rice…
We also got an order of Lamb Biryani Korahi (lamb cooked in a thick tomato sauce), but the picture didn’t turn out, which was probably because it essentially looked like a bowl of poop. It’s a good thing looks can be deceiving with Indian food, because that was definitely the best dish of the bunch.
For the record, it was twins for both of us.
Blog friends, but more importantly, real life friends…
Love that girl.
On Saturday, I reunited with my high school gal pals + a haute new restaurant in town…
Fun fact: I never ever drank beer until the summer after I graduated college. All it took was a trip across the pond to Munich, Germany to ignite my tastebuds for this yeasty, hoppy and delicious brewed wonder.
Another fun fact: I’ve known both these girls since elementary school.
Megan (left) was my pen pal in 4th grade at a rival elementary school, and Ashley (middle) became a friend through softball in 5th grade. After all these years, I still count them as two of my very best besties.
I’m so very lucky for that.
Unfortunately, the restaurant was kind of dark, and I am in desperate need of a new camera, so the food pictures did not turn out. However, for the sake of your Everythingtarian knowledge and my reminiscing about the AH-MAY-ZING spread, the six of us split…
Chicken Pot Pie summer vegetables + fois gras mousse
The Havana our take on the Cuban sandwich
Tater Tot Haute Dish short ribs, baby green beans, porcini bechamel + “tots”
Special of the Day salmon, ravioli + corn salsa
It was all face rockin’ good.
Then we shared creme caramel and peach sorbet with candied bacon for dessert.
My heart is fluttering as I speak of this.
Love all these girls.
Our night got decidedly less classy after dinner…
But I’m leaving it at that.
Needless to say, after only six hours of sleep, I was in dire need to carbs + caffeine this morning.
It came in the form of an everything bagel with light veggie cream cheese + a camera shy large coffee with skim milk. Then, I stopped by G’pa Everythingtarian’s house, chatted with the old man (our conversation included talking about Hooters, politics and how all the single ladies at the YMCA are trying to hit on him) and then headed off to Caffe Latte to meet up with my friend Charlotte + her hubs Nick.
That would be one apricot coconut roll, roasted beet + bean salad and apricot + summer vegetable wheatberry salad. All vegetarian. All delicious. And all eaten for the sake of stealing some of Nick’s Turtle Cake for dessert.
Friends, food + fun.
Throw in family, and I wholeheartedly believe that’s what life is all about.