Wednesday, May 9, 2012 – Woodlands, Wegman’s, and Whatever
I prepped for today’s lunch at Woodlands, my favorite Indian
restaurant, by doing a super workout at the gym this morning. It was supposed to be Elliott’s turn to
work with our trainer. However,
Elliott has been tormented by some pesky new pains for several days, and
they’re getting worse. It’s
probably time for another pain injection, but Elliott is hesitant to get
treatment before his pain becomes severe.
He’s still concerned about the addictive properties of the painkillers
he’s using although our family doctor convinced him yesterday that he should
continue taking them. Elliott
would rather avoid medication, so he tried a massage at the chiropractor’s
office yesterday. Unfortunately,
instead of giving helping relieve the pain, it just made it worse. This morning, he was hobbling around
the house like a 90-year old whose broken body wasn’t glued back together
right. It was a pathetic
sight.
Poor Elliott spent a miserable morning lying down on the
sofa in the family room.
Meanwhile, Kota gave me some new exercises to add to my current
regimen. They’re designed to
increase the flexibility in my hips and to strengthen my abs. This kind of workout makes me feel so empowered! Also, I finished a wonderful book
on my Kindle this morning while I was ellipticizing. (It’s One More River
by Mary Glickman, and it’s a beautifully written novel that deals with race
relations and Jewish culture in the American South from the 1920s through the
1960s.)
I’d been looking forward to my lunch at Woodlands with my
friend Kathy for days. Of all the
Indian restaurants in this area (and there are plenty), Woodlands is my
favorite, partly because it features a strictly vegetarian menu. The location of the restaurant,
adjacent to a K-Mart in a nondescript shopping center in Fairfax City, isn’t
especially promising. But once you
walk inside Woodlands, you’re transported to southern India. The lunch buffet is an amazing bargain
at $6.95 per person during the week.
My usual favorites were all there – the chats, saag paneer, dhal makhni
– plus some new dishes, such as turnip poriyal with coconut and mustard seed,
that proved to be equally delicious.
I also took a few nibbles of the tangy mango pickles for the first
time. And those masala dosas were
the best I’ve ever eaten. The
crispy thin crepe and the melt-in-your-mouth tenderness of the exquisitely
seasoned potatoes sent us both into swoons. Kathy and I agreed that they are the ultimate comfort food,
at least if we’re talking about South Indian cuisine.
In an Indian-food induced state of bliss, I made a
lightning-fast dash into Wegman’s and then drove to the mall for my appointment
at the Apple Store. It was a very
productive two hours of movie-making, and I’m now ready to do some serious
disc-burning at next week’s next session.
Before I headed home, I meandered through Macy’s and concluded my annual
Mother’s Day mini-shopping spree.
Yes, I’m not ashamed to admit that I buy my own gifts for this
holiday. It saves my loved ones
the anxiety of trying to figure out what I want. It’s saves them the time they’d need for shopping. And it’s good for the environment since
no gift-wrapping is required. I
started this project a couple of weeks ago in Occoquan when I purchased a
bracelet. Last Sunday, I added
some new sunglasses from Target.
And today I finished up this year’s support-the-economy project with
earrings and a couple of T-shirts at Macy’s. And it all came out to less than $100 – so Happy Mother’s
Day to me!!!!
Of course, I had to drop a few not so subtle hints to Matt
via email about planning a Mother’s Day get-together. Regardless, I can boast with maternal pride that when we
were eating dinner together last night (at a local Thai restaurant), he
suggested a repeat of last year’s very successful Mother’s Day plans: brunch at the Whole Foods in Fair
Lakes, which boasts such a tremendous range of food choices that everyone can
construct a satisfying and eclectic meal.
Thoughts of spinach pizza, grilled tofu, couscous salad, sushi, hazelnut
gelato, and more are dancing through my head.
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