The Family Barbecue
“Trishan, do you think I’m overdressed for a family barbecue?” Sarika asked me as they walked to where his car was parked. “No, I don’t think so,” I replied. “I think you look lovely.” She smiled. “Thank you.” I was carrying the covered tray with the Jeera chicken wings which she had baked. I had… Read More The Family Barbecue