Cookin' up a storm on New Years Eve

Ok so it's like Hurricane Hilda out here. The wind's blowing so hard the wicked witch of the west has been hammered off course and is somewhere over Milton Keynes.

To save our sanity and cook up a meal to delight comes our friend Kumud, and she found us all without using Prat Nav (that's where you either ring up lost or ask to be found). Su and Kumud made a feast for us to enjoy.

Here's some photos of the cracking nosh, my fav Dhokla too. Wow.