Toronto has a special place in my heart, I've been there even in my mother's womb.
But as my own person my first ever trip by myself was to visit my friend Menz after my O'levels and thus I found a home in Oakville at the Rahmans.
Shahida Aunty was one of the first people in my life to know and tell me I was a singer at age 17, (back in the days when I was planning to be a corporate lawyer who sang on weekends for fun.) It was in their basement I sang my first Lalon Geeti, it was on their steps I first burst into tears mourning the death of my DU, it was in their living room I sang my first ghazal, and in Menz's messy bedroom discovered Bob Dylan . So yes this is a VERY VERY special home for me.
And of course when the food is that yummy my pictures dont come out so well. PLus I hadnt seen the Rahmans for years so I was busy gabbing and listening to the beautiful Samah who is also a singer and a wonderful one. (incidentally I had taken the wrong train and gone to the other end of Toronto so I was super late :P)
I realised, out of the billion meals I've eaten at theirs over almost a decade, I dont have many, so 2012 I will be doing a full feature. but till then, here is a memory of my blissful meal with The Rahmans.
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| Super yummy Roast Chicken |
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| Bangali Fish curry with a hint of thai spices- of course the yummiest item has the worst picture. |
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| onek moja salad made by my menz |
