I have been away, doing things that make me happy :)
Like eating butter.
The sight of butter in silver foil makes me smile.
It stares at me. Flirting.
Calling my name.
In a trance, my hand moves towards it.
Warnings in my head, scream ‘Butter! Fat! Thighs!’
Yet these go ignored.
I pick it up.
I gently open one corner.
Its perfect. Not too hard, not too soft.
I put a bit on my knife.
And dab it on the corner of my toast.
I wait.
I watch it melt and disappear into the greedy hot toast.
I lift the toast to my mouth
And I am in Amul Butter heaven.
7 comments:
eggs, should be scrambled only in butter. how much, you may ask... well a finger's width, along the long edge, of one of the small slabs.
as an aside, thanks for keeping an eye out. i'll return the favour.
oh... and, i almost fogot, welcome back.
I totally relate to that...Amul butter is the best butter in the world as far as I am concerned...
No more
Betty Botter bought some butter but the butter was bitter, so betty botter bought some better butter to make the bitter butter better...
Just make betty botter buy amul butter...
noojes
byker.
eggs, should be scrambled in butter, malai and some milk. and then eaten with fresh pao thats been warmed on a tava in butter.
ahh the simple pleasures of life
swagatam...su-swagatam!
welcome back from hybernation!
now that the conversation moves to eggs, milk and malai, how can a good punjabi boy like me be far behind. and speaking of eggs, try considering with malai, the aroma of 'sri tandoori chicken', the national bird of Khalistan.
i agree, warm pao it is. but to wash it down you need a large glass of sweet lassi that has been made from churned curd , milk, malai, butter and sugar. and yes, no water....
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