Carry my camera with me, that is. So I didn’t have it with me when I attended a small, wonderful dinner party on Thursday of this past week. Three of my favorite women friends and I get together for a post-Christmas dinner every year, and this year our celebration was a little more . . . um . . . post than usual.
I wish I could show you the beeeyooootiful food. The chicken tikka. The curried vegetables. The rice–two kinds of rice! The spicy shrimp. The cucumber raita, the potato and pea samosas, the naan (okay, I made the naan myself), the wine, the apple dessert, the lovely table setting.
I wish I could replay the marvelous conversation that went on for long, leisurely hours.
Hmm. Maybe not–much o f it is just fine staying within the four walls where it took place. Ahem.
Anyway, all I have to show you is this little pen and watercolor sketch, which I made the next day. Each of us had two little jars by her plate, our take-home goodies. Various spices, with instructions to go home and use them in a new dish. Mine were fenugreek and pink peppercorns in a neat little thick green glass bottle stoppered with a cork.
Now–does anyone have a nifty recipe to share that makes use of fenugreek and pink peppercorns?