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He smiled back at them and replied, "Good evening to you too Sir, we are fully booked. Also, your dress code is wrong. However, my mother taught me not to chase a guest away. Since His Shadow Hotel is my home, I will accommodate you. Let's go inside." Then they followed him to his office. He asked them to sit on the sofa. His office was spacious. Then he walked out of his office. After a few minutes, he came back with a waiter carrying two tables, and then the waiter went out and came back with the chairs. Simon Doyle set up the tables, and then he gave the menu to his guests. Mr Anthony smiled at him and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, do you mind recommending your delicious dish?" T

I inquired , smiling just as widely "So back in India , there's this celebration that happens every year on the full moon date of Falgun month called Holi. Basically is the a popular and significant Hindu festival celebrated as Festival of colors ,love and spring.." This was so interesting..I couldn't help the malicious smile that found its place on my face "So let me guess, it's the celebration tomorrow?" "Right , Anushka's father invited me ,they are celebrating Holi tomorrow at the colony " Sammy admitted , making me clap my hands in excitement Jackpot!! "Exactly what I needed Sammy my friend" I grinned, imagining all the drama unfold in my head "Just imagine ,the spectacle ,the audience

"I lied to him again Please ambe maa sorry for lying but I have no option left. " ohk. "He said and I sighed in relief " will you cook Gujarati food for me? I love them. Dhokla, patra, sev Tamatar saag. Bajra roti and Basundi and not to forget thepla and Undhiyu puri. "Kavya said and licked her lips like she is imagining them. " Oh god , how much do you eat, girl? How come you don't get fat? "Kiaan commented

By weaving dreams of happiness. ..... Dear Readers, I hope you are loving the story. And if you are! Please make sure to leave some honest reviews for it. What to expect in the upcoming chapters: Suspense, Drama, and A little Romance. Mama here means Maternal uncle. While Gajar ka halwa is a carrot-based sweet dessert pudding in our Indian subcontinent.

"Oh, this is called Shahi Tukda. An Indian dish Mindy. I made it especially for you. Try it And tell me how does it taste?" "Oh yeah. Sure Honey." Just when he took his first bite, Riley stared at him in anticipation of his answer. It was her first time when she had tried to cook something Indian. Although she had loved every flavor of it when Tina had shared it with her from her lunchbox. It was sweet and she had a sweet tooth. It was so yummy that she had almost finished two pieces of it without knowing. And had asked her to write it's a recipe for her because She wanted Mindy to taste it.

Though he is one of the renowned businessmen he is also one of the kindest hearted man I have ever met. “Of course we will, Mr. Sheikh. And thank you so much Nagma ji, you don’t know how much I was missing Indian food. Though it is available easily still I was missing homemade food. So thank you so much once again.” Tanvi said with an extremely happy smile. I could literally feel her mouthwatering looking at the food. There were so many dishes starting from paneer tikka, fish fry, fish curry, tortillas, paneer bhaji, aloo baigan, white rice, dal makhani and in sweets there were kheer and sheera. My wife is going to have a feast today, I thought to myself and looked at her. And there she is e

The back door opened, and Rahul and Nisha slid in, an annoyed look on their face, but when they saw my face, they appeared confused. "Are you smiling?" Nisha asked, bewildered, and skidded to look at her brother joining the driver seat. "Didn't we just fight with Dhruv?" "So?" Kabir promoted. "Anyone hungry?" "Hell yeah," Rahul replied. "But Indian please." "Up for Dhaba?" I asked, looking back at him. "Best Indian food." He nodded, but Nisha appeared uncomfortable. I raised my eyebrows at her. "I have never gone."

Mahima is dead. I said to myself and went back to Manyata's cabin. They all were waiting for me. I took my chair and Manyata asked the helper to serve the food. He brought the heated food. Mohit removed the lid of one of the boxes he must have brought and smiled. Then he opened the other lid and nodded with a smile. " Hey, it is not khichdi but paneer butter masala and daal tadka. Wow!! But then why did she smirk?" He thought aloud.

It went with everything. After the meal was concluded, everyone sat back and were served tea. India was known for it's black teas, so a few of the more adventurous tried a few new ones. Rougui, Shui Jin Gui, Baimoa Hou were amoung the favorites. Rick and Debbie stuck to their comfort zone and ordered a pot of Darjeeling. That was always a safe bet.

Liu Feng asked, curious. Zen appeared confused after the taste test. The butter chicken was exactly the same as it tasted while it was simmering. “Not many,” Zen murmured. “Only three. I swear native Indians eat chillies raw. I did not have small chillies, so I replaced them with bigger, less spicy ones.” His revelation made many people curious. “Can I try?” Sasha asked, but Oritha had already beaten her to it, grabbing the sandwich and taking a huge bite from it.