Dinner on the Saturday before Christmas was the 2nd party of the season. It was an Indian affair, me being Indian and the hosts being of similar origin. Haha. We, the Union gang, stormed the Barbozas at about 8pm for an evening of delightful food, drink and conversation. Sounds uppity but it wasn't.
Once again, we were wowed by Anita's skill over the stove. We had potato cutlets with mint chutney, pita with cucumbered yoghurt, grilled spicy prawns, chicken, grilled cottage cheese and spinach basmati rice. Did I forget something? Yes, the heavenly (wait, devilishly sinful is a better description) tri-chocolate mousse cake. Stuffed we were, and Clarence's generosity with the gin saw off a nice evening with friends and new acquaintances.
Maybe the gin is to blame for the fuzzy pixes.
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