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Divas Do Feasting

Yesterday the Triple-D Divas met up for another foodie adventure. This time was in celebration of the new movie "The Hundred-Foot Journey". It stars one of our favorite actresses, takes place in France, and features Indian and French food. So how else do you prepare for the show, but by celebrating with the sin of gluttony? We started off by meeting for lunch at a local Indian restaurant called The Copper Bowl. We ate from the buffet, and stuffed ourselves with Masala, Kurma, Saag, Biryani, and plenty of Garlic Naan to share.



After our Indian feast we rolled out the door to go see the show, which was totally delightful and worth seeing again. It was all about the competitive rivalry and eventual cooperation between an Indian immigrant family who starts up a restaurant across the street from an established, Michelin-starred restaurant in a small French village. A total feast for the eyes with lots of delectable food, and a feast for the ears with lovely French and Indian music.



From there, we went for dessert at our favorite French Bakery, Gourmandise. They have several cases of homemade desserts and pastries, and it's always so hard to choose from. But I finally decided on a dessert with a French theme, called Jalousie. It was basically a high-class Ding Dong, cake covered in chocolate, and stuffed with raspberry creme, custard, and chocolate mousse. Totally decadent.



Of course, after all of this culinary richness, we were pretty well stuffed to the gills and I was feeling every bit of my gluttonous intake. But it was a great day. I'll start my repenting tomorrow.

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