Of Batik, Of Multi national Origins..

#sareespeak #womenofsareespeak #batik #cotton #SS 25/100/2020

Our first dinner out at a friend’s. After lockdown.
We’ve had small groups of friends for Saturday evening dinners, 2 couples, to be exact, that too, a couple a meet and hubby and i put our having watched My Kitchen Rules skills to good use. Couple 1 had Malaysian fare, couple 2 had Indian Sri Lankan cuisine. When I say MKR skills, I mean sharing a kitchen without arguing or pushing the other out of the way. I resisted the urge to clean after his chopping or frying. I looked away from the onion peels, and single curry leaf on the kitchen mat. We did chat quite congenially, although at one point, I did feel like shoving him out, it helped though, doing it mentally.

Anyway, getting back to our dinner invite.
Made my standard dessert, the only one that behaves as it should, and deludes my gourmet chef friends into thinking that I’m up there with them.

Sunday veena classes from 9am to 2pm. Lunch was leftovers. Catnapped, folded clothes, then draped a gorgeous cotton. More about that, once I’m done with my ramble.
Girls stayed home, I suspect they got take-out. So it was a Date, I suppose, on a blustery, wintry, rainy night. But the evening proved lovely with the host and hostess’ great conversation and delicious dishes. And they liked my dessert. Have promised them the recipe, so that’s a plus point for me.

Now for my Saree.
A soft white and peacock blue cotton, or the saristas amongst you may say it’s Indigo, with peacock feathers on the body and a gorgeous extremely proud peacock on the pallu. Literally.
This ancient tradition of using wax-resistant dye on fabric is followed in countries such as Indonesia, Malaysia, Sri Lanka, Nigeria, Philippines. The word Ba-tik originates from the Javanese words Amba, meaning to write and Tik, which means a dot.
Hubby purchased it from Sri Lanka on his trip last year. Had sent me some link and asked me if I liked anything. And of course I selected this.
Here I am, at Home, literally and spiritually, in a comfortable cotton that aptly represents my Sri Lankan and Malaysian heritage.

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