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The tale continues from the great decision made: to give in to the carnivorous desires of the men and to prepare a feast.
Night came and another day began. From as early as 9:00am the family were preparing the big meat feast, or rather, the ex-head chef and his current successor were in the kitchen. As the kitchen was in a frenzy of activity with bowls of meat & chicken resting in oily water, tandoori powder sprinkled across the floor and a pot large enough to fit a grown cat.
The rest of the house was in a state of unrest. Should they enter the kitchen or stay as far away as possible. One of the women ventured in with her sleeves rolled up and ready to assist, but all too quickly she walked out with a face as white as a sheet and she didn’t step in again. Others took this as a warning and stayed away. But this doesn’t mean that the house wasn’t filled with an air of happiness, even if it was only a handful of them; some were hoping the aftermath of iftaar wouldn’t consume the rest of the evening, whilst others were dreaming of how the tandoori would taste or how soft the meat in the biryani would be.
But soon the salivating came to an end and the door to the kitchen were open once again to allow the women to set up and step back to watch the food disappear before them.
My iftaar was like a baby’s portion in comparison to what everyone else had. I’m not such a fan of meat so when I asked who wanted to have my share of it from the biryani, a few hands went up and my plate was cleared instantly.
After iftaar we asked if they were satisfied, and they all answered in the affirmative. So we can sort of chill for a while when it comes to brainstorming iftaar, well…only till ‘Eid anyway
To be continued…