It Doesn’t Rain, It Pours.

As I write this, it is pouring outside. The tail end effect of our Cyclone Tauktae.. Unlike our other months of May, this one has been relatively cool thanks to regular rains and now this. Thankfully, we are well inshore but, our West Coast has been devastated.

That is not why I chose the topic though! That is due to some very special treats that I had and am about to have later in the evening.

The first one. My daughter in love decided to give me a special treat today and so last night, while I was in my bedroom reading, she cooked up one of my all time favourites which used to be a regular feature in my late mother’s and her elder sister’s kitchens.
This is called Palada Payasam and is made with rice pasta in tape form. During my mother’s times, it used to be made at home but, now ready made ones are available and that is what was used by my DIL for this delicious dish.

Not to be left with just this one favourite dish the irrepressible DIL had also arranged to make Thalipeeth, another favourite of mine and to go along with it Cucumber Raita.
The little dash of red stuff that you see on the top right side of the plate is green mango chutney made at the home of a friend of ours here.
So, I had a grand lunch and while still in the process was interrupted by a courier with a parcel. That parcel turned out to be:
This is a cake that the DIL had ordered from a neighbour who bakes at home and sells to customers in the neighbourhood.

This is the special treat that I intend having later in the evening when the DIL returns home.

So, there I was feeling quite pleased with my Sunday which had started off badly with three newspapers not being delivered due to some breakdown in logistics, when my son and heir decided to treat me to another magnificent gift.

I had been on the lookout for this set of three volumes for quite some time as these have been out of print and not available anywhere. These were found with one online seller who not only had stock but also was offering them on a sale at reduced prices.

Yes, it poured metaphorically and in reality today. And the joy is yet unfulfilled as I write this, as I am still to dig into that delicious looking cake.

12 thoughts on “It Doesn’t Rain, It Pours.”

  1. Your term for her “Daughter In Love” is amazing. In many cases “daughter in love” is more affectionate than biological children.

    1. There is no law here in India that makes my son’s wife a daughter in law. She however is the daughter that I don’t have. She fills that void admirably and with much love and so my description of her.

  2. a most Wonderful post Sean!!!
    I’m so glad they treated you with these surprises.
    they all look delicious! and the 3 volumes is perfect to accompany it all!

  3. Oh what a wonderful day indeed. And you deserve every delightful bit of it.

    You are well loved by both your children but I imagine that you also completely respect them and they you.

    XO
    WWW

  4. Glad to know you made up for the early disappointment over the newspapers with a day of pleasures – your favourite dishes, a very special cake and the discovery of a long-lost book!

    1. Thank you Nick. It is actually a collection of three volumes. The Marathas are not very well known in the UK despite the latter having won India from them and not from the Mughals who are better known over there.

  5. By the way, I haven’t seen any mention of Cyclone Tauktae in the British media. They’re obsessed with Dominic Cummings, Boris Johnson and all the usual dubious political gossip.

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