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Chronicles Of Sam Q
As Asif said, he nearly got it right every time. Nearly being the operative word. So, today diary, I am going to narrate to you certain modern day "gems" from my social interaction.
I have this friend, who shall remain nameless, had me in splits while he was explaining to me about someone who was into everything. So, how did he make me understand that?? He said, his friend was "Jack of all fruits." He said the above phrase with so much seriousness that I did not have the heart to correct him. But I have to confess, I broke down with laughter when he continued by saying that in spite of him being the “Jack of all fruits', he was also "boneless" (meaning spineless). Keeping a straight face took on a whole new meaning after that.
Then comes to mind an uncle, whom I love and respect, but I still have to share this with you diary. His daughter sent him a batch of cookies the other day that he loved. So in his excitement to tell her how much he enjoyed them, he told her that, "They were absolutely out of order" (read “Absolutely out of this world”). My friend and I shared a fit of hysteric giggles after a long time.
This one my husband got out from his archives. One of his friends always mixed up his phrases. His best was, "Stop bushing around the beat." Now, this one is kind of different. My brother-in-law has his own quirky language which is sometimes quite hard to decipher and understand. Last month while I was staying with them, he comes and asks me during lunch time, “Hungary or Budapest?” I looked at him with a look that said huh?? But then the penny dropped. Lunchtime? Hungary or Budapest? Get it? If you don't, you are not fit to be reading this column.
Anyway, before I ruffle too many feathers, I will sign off with this one liner that my son dead-panned me with.
I must have said something stupid (must have been a rare occurrence) to him, and he turns to me and says, "Mom, if you were white, you would be blonde.” And believe me diary, it actually took a full thirty seconds before I got that. Now, that was a real one liner. Smart, smooth and with the right amount of disrespect.
Anyway, diary, today's write up was more about comedy of errors with words rather than intelligent quips. In reality, I love the Chandler Bing type of sarcastic one liners. And between my son, Joy Q. and Titash's quips, I am fully fed up.
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Cheers everybody! Have a good and enjoyable day, the Sam Q way!
Check It Out
Food connoisseurs wanted
We have a whole world of food in our small city of Dhaka. We love food so much that we simply cannot have enough of it. The art of creating and consuming countless different mouth-watering dishes existed since the Mughal era and continues to this day. It is said the folk of this great country eat to live. They eat and they treat and they blow their fortunes away.
While ages have changed, so have the tastes in the choice of food. In fact, it is not so much a change than an inclusion in the menu of our lifestyle. A great advocate in promoting our food is our very own Tommy Miah who has taken our staples to the international food court.
Currently, our market is rife with scatterings of almost every kind of international cuisine. Some cater exclusively, while others create a delectable mix of food from different cultures. The big hotels and restaurants usually cater insanely tempting dishes but sadly the Old Dhaka treats are often left behind. It is a sad matter as it is no less than what other nations offer as specials. While considered exotic elsewhere, here it becomes just plain 'local' unless you look deeper.
Just take a step into the narrow streets of Old Dhaka and prepare to be assailed by a plethora of delicious scents. Small hotels and restaurants create wild concoctions almost round the clock. Chawkbazar, Lalbagh, Nazimuddin Road, Bongshal, Siddiqbazar, Johnson Road, Nababpur and BCC Road are known for their culinary creations. Traditional kebab, naan, chapati roti, nehari, tehari, chicken polao, biriyani, kachchi, curry korma, rezala, bhuna all exist albeit with the different spicy additions of different cooks.
It is not just the neighbourhood people, but also others from far-flung places of the city who come here to experience a different taste. Those who taste once easily become repeat customers. It is not just the food that entices but being in these neighbourhoods gives you an impression of stepping into a Mughal food court. It is like entering a time warp with the bright lights, loud nostalgic music and food cooked on coal. The reverie breaks with the occasional Hindi/Bangla pop song creeping out from some corner.
In the daytime the food joints remain eerily closed or non-operational. The preparations start from the evening onward with the nighttime providing the proper eating atmosphere. Places like Hajir Biriyani at Najira Bazaar, Nirob Hotel on Nazimuddin Road, Jhunu Polao Ghar and Royal Kachchi Biriyani in Narinda, Hotel Al-Rajjak at North South Road, Star Hotel on BCC Road, Nawabpur, Hotel Super Joykali at Mandir Road and Ghoroa in Motijheel are some of the places that connoisseurs of great food cannot miss. Such a miss is almost a crime.
By Sultana Yasmin
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