We all went out for a meal on Friday night to celebrate Laura’s birthday, well it was really a joint celebration as my birthday comes a wee bit later on in the month. We all enjoyed the meal that we had when we visited the Dil’se in Dundee for our last family celebration so we took ourselves off there again. It’s an Indian/Bangladeshi restaurant and it’s always busy, which is a good sign.
I have to admit that I’m a bit of a curry coward so I usually have a korma but this time I thought I’d plump for something different and I had a chicken chasni, which was daring for me, but I enjoyed it. Unfortunately we were all so busy getting stuck into the feast that I forgot to take any photographs.
We were all feeling fairly stuffed but determined to find space for some pudding. Ice cream doesn’t take up much room I thought. Everybody else had fresh mango or kulfi but I fancied some pineapple and this is what I got!
It was larger than all of the other puddings put together, which was a bit embarrassing. But I tackled it – womanfully – and despite the fact that there must have been a whole banana in it as well as half of a pineapple and mango, lots of ice cream, cream and chocolate, I did just about manage it all! I had to leave three wee bits of fruit, just to be polite. I am now quite a bit heavier than I was last week!
This made me chuckle!
By the way I like your blog title – I live near the east coast too, a bit further down than you over the border, but I was born and brought up in the north-west of England and sometimes wonder why I left (actually I do know – it was for work when we moved to the south-east), I sometimes pine for the west too.
Margaret,
Thanks for that!
I often think it’s a bit of a daft name for a blog, compared with others, but I suppose it’s just me wearing my heart on my sleeve! Unfortunately we’re unlikely to be going back to the west as house prices tend to be dearer there now, we shouldn’t have left. We also went to the south-east, Essex for work but only stuck it 2 years. The commuting was terrible as my husband was working in Hertford and house prices there were dearer than London. West seems best whether it’s Scotland or England. Laura (my son Gordon’s partner) comes from Rochdale, mind you she doesn’t want to go back there.
I thought you must be near the borders, I saw your borders bookshop map and fancy having a look at some of the shops sometime.
Just getting used to pudding meaning dessert. Here pudding means pudding. Actual pudding.
But that was SOME pudding!
Pearl,
Pudding is quite confusing. I think it has become a sort of ‘class’ thing over the years, with so called more ‘common’ people saying dessert or sweet. One of those many silly things which people can be judged on!