Weekends are boring.
There’s only so much you can sleep. Then comes the process of going through Zomato, Swiggy and God-Knows-What-Else to find lunch, because the menus have *totally* changed since the last 300 times you read them. When that’s sorted and you’ve finally decided between mashed potatoes and Maggi, the next step is figuring out what to watch to accompany it, which then lasts for 12 hours ‘coz binges be cool yo. Ugh.
Those 60 odd hours are the bane of any sane person’s existence. It’s the only time when we can truly connect with our cave-dwelling ancestors, not knowing where to go, what to do, and who to do it with. It’s all just jumping from one distraction to the next for survival.
But then again, a wise person once said, “When you feel like a caveman, barbeque!”
This weekend, our Client Servicing Genius, Shravanthi, saved us from never-ending, mind-numbing boredom by throwing us an amazing barbeque. Prawn, chicken, pork, we sacrificed them all, in the name of fun. It was delicious, but made Leo a *bit* uncomfortable.
Getting a barbeque started isn’t a very intuitive thing, though. Lighting coal isn’t as easy as lighting cigarettes, which our Films’ Producer, Kaushal, soon learned.
But the amazeballs genius that Shrav is, she’d already planned for that eventuality. Enter Akash, the professional chef.
With him doing the cooking, WE WERE FINALLY FREE TO TAKE AWESOMEPANTS POSER PHOTOS.
Yes, we’re aware that a lack of food photos in a barbeque post is a bit untoward, but
a) we were too busy eating it, and
b) oily fingers and iPhones don’t really go that well together.
Anyway, this *is* India. So even a barbeque ends with rice and curry.
All in all, not a bad way to spend a weekend.