Last night we met South African Nic and his friend Cath for dinner. Cath, a Brit now living in Gothenburg, was in Malmö for the weekend and had requested Indian food. So Nic, being the kind of host that he is, selected the best-rated Indian restaurant in the city (Indian Side on Lillatorget). I had been curious about this restaurant for quite some time, but until recently, dining there just wasn’t in our budget.
Now before moving to Sweden I had spent most of my life in the Heartland of America, so my opportunities to eat real Indian curry were pretty limited. In fact, if it weren’t for my Australian sister-in-law’s ability to make one at home from scratch, I doubt I would have ever known what I was missing. But the lamb curry I had Friday night was FANTASTIC … just the right amount of heat (the menu listed it as “medium strong”) to keep me on the edge of sweating and for me to “feel” it the next day, if you get my meaning. Loved it, loved it, LOVED it. We will definitely be going there again!
This morning I did the unthinkable…I completely blew off a haircut appointment. (Guess that’s what I get for not looking at my Palm Pilot for the last two weeks.) The woman who normally cuts my hair is now on maternity leave (all my hairdressers end up pregnant for some reason) so when the salon called to ask where I was, I did not recognize the voice nor did I understand why she was calling. So my response was, “Who are you and WHY did I have an appointment with you this morning?”
Fortunately the shop owner has a sense of humour and was able to reschedule me for later in the afternoon. Turns out she also wanted to talk to me about translating some of the pages of the shop’s website into English … for which I will be compensated with a couple of free haircuts. So not only did I not get charged for the appointment I missed (a fairly common practice here), I also didn’t have to pay for the haircut I actually got! SCORE!
Now I just have to figure out when I’ll time to colour all my newly exposed gray hair. ACK!