Little Indians

It was difficult to shovel in our naan, masala, and paneer while simultaneously complaining about how small and conductive the serving bowls were. We had to remember to swallow, "MMmmm", then complain. Also annoying was the man with the sitar. But, they taught us our lesson when he finished and they put in cassette side B "Jazz Flutes Forever."

You wouldn't know it from the above paragraph, but we (three) had a good time hanging out last night and of course had leftovers even though "how tiny are these bowls?"