08/24/2026
Sunday had grand plans. Biryani. The chicken was marinated, the intentions were good and then somewhere between the afternoon and the evening I simply ran out of will. So into the cooler she went.
But here we are on a Monday and the most glorious thing has happened. The scent of biryani is wafting through every corner of this kitchen and this home and I have decided that there is nothing wrong with making a Monday feel like a celebration.
Some of the best things happen when Sunday's plans become Monday's magic.