It was Tava’s birthday and he gave us all a treat at Barbeque Nation. They serve unlimited starters here which had an array of all my favourites. Chicken, mutton, fish, prawns…. (am drooling again). I thought it would be a pretty boring evening for me as I had sworn not to drink. (Owing to the great quest I am on right now). How wrong I was?
The meat just kept coming. They never stopped. The more the waiter put in front of my plate, the more I ate. It just kept getting tucked into all those nooks and crannies in my tummy. Half an hour in, I was genuinely high. I sang aloud to all the songs they were playing and being extra nice to everyone. (…which is a marked improvement from my generally scornful self these days). God; it was awesome. I have never felt more content in life in a long time. This was a high like no other. All that gorgeous edible meat!!! I must have binged on food like I’ve never seen it in ages. And at the end of it all, I was sufficiently high. Was loud, boisterous, and sang a lot. (This is a sign that I’ve had one too many). And went singing Rock On!! songs all the way home.
Now I face an uphill task of losing weight in time to buy clothes for diwali!!!! But screw it! I love to eat! I love food!!! Period.