Wednesday, November 15, 2006

The price of my affection

Today, one of the senior Indian students brought in a little surprise for Hellen and me.

Remembering a conversation we had during Week Without Walls, he asked his mother to make us some real, authentic, homemade, amazing, incredible PALAK PANEER. As the little container of green gooey goodness changed hands, I realized: The price of my affection? One tupperware of homemade palak paneer.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

awww jax! this makes me miss eating indian food on the floor of my room with you...