semblance of normalcy

so anyway.

nye was awesome. there was veuve, a bubble bath with beer, birthday cake, and so much wine. there was also a night at the taj downtown, after TWO fabulous and insane rooftop parties. the first was smallish, with close friends and someone's kid who wouldn't stop hitting on me. the second was a rager, all the pretty and hip kids of bombay were there. the bar was LOADED and free. there were kabobs that none of the skinny, perfect people were eating and there was the usual amount of bollywood-style dancing. 2/3 of new year's day was spent in bed, followed by tea at the cricket club with 5 brits and a parsi and then dinner downtown with more brits.

after nearly 2 days out of the house, we came back to a fridge stocked to the gills with fresh and amazing homecooked indian food. our new cook's name is winnie and she is the bomb.