You know, for a meetup which I invited you macacas to with thismuch notice, DC’s third attempt at getting mutinous was as satisfying as the results to a certain Senatorial race, which we toasted by the way, since that was the reason for the season.
Eight of us destroyed the buffet at Heritage India, while discussing everything from breaking gossip (“Wait— HOW did that macaca get his JOB???”) to female infanticide in Punjab (“No, it’s not just a problem for the lower classes…educated people do it, too.”) to who knew a jew (“Have you SEEN the synagogue in Cochin???”). Care to gnash your teeth enviously because of what you missed? Find an entire album of awesome on my Flickr.
Commenter “Vivo” gets a special award for putting up with my non-stop derision after he accidentally made noises which sounded vaguely anti-Kerala (“Ah,” you’re thinking…”NOW these comments make sense”). Kindly be noting that I did not apologize for carrying him relentlessly— I mean, he totally deserved that. I can appreciate his thick skin without relinquishing my right to thenga-flavored chauvinism. ;)
Lurker Leo also deserves massive love for coming to the meetup, since he lives in Raleigh. He and his friend, the unexpected guest star (of David) of brunch both said farewell to me in the middle of Connecticut Avenue while everyone else left for Cosi, since we had closed out Heritage India. I hope they had a safe trip home. :) Did I mention one of them was JEWISH??? :D
Oh, that reminds me— while everyone else dodged raindrops and bitter cold by running in to s’mores central, DTK chivalrously waited for me as I hugged the North Carolinians farewell. Isn’t he the sweet? I must say, though my man-harem was filled with brilliant, witty, bewitching (bewarlocking?) goodness, nothing makes a girl feel funny in the tummy like a seemingly insignificant gesture like THAT. ;)
Inside Cosi, things REALLY got crazy, as you can see from the picture above. :) It certainly didn’t hurt that three hilarious, very cute girls had joined us after brunch, two of whom were Kenyandesi and Barmaid. Jealous much? You should be. :) I felt like a kid in a conversational candy store— everyone was saying something fascinating and I almost got dizzy from trying to follow all the fast and furious banter.
Dynamically discussed: terrible desi “magazines”, how to avoid visible panty lines (complete with a live demonstration), libertarianism, $150 Taco Bell runs, Indian vs. South Asian (HA!), haters who feel the need to leave thinly-veiled personal attacks in our comment threads, $2000 minimums for certain mutinous holiday parties (gulp), whether our Siddhartha is really Jewish (yes!), Sriram’s hair and of course, in what is now a theme common to EVERY meetup I’ve hosted— a brief discussion regarding which mascara I was wearing at the time (L’oreal: Lash Architect in Blackest Black). The women of the Mutiny…we are girlie. :)
You know what else every meetup I’ve ever hosted has in common with today’s laughter and warmth? You. I say it often, but that is because I have reason to: I am filled with sublime emotion at how wonderful our readers are. On days like today, I feel like the luckiest girl ever, because I am able to meet you, eat yummy food with you and then giggle uncontrollably as you tell me something which I inevitably tuck away like a picture or ticket stub pressed in my diary. That memory will color your comments and presence online, which will make me so happy to see, eat and laugh with you next time there’s a meetup. It’s a viciously lovely circle, innit? :) I can’t wait until December.
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Prashant-ji, Sriram, Vivo, DTK, Salil, Kenyandesi, Barmaid…was there anything I forgot? :)
