Prince Roy's Realm
7/30/2005
Today was a rotten day, about as bad as it gets, for a multitude of reasons. The only one I'm going to discuss here, however, is that today is the day Spicygirl departed for Hong Kong. She received a job offer from a top-notch firm that was too good to pass up. The whole process has taken close to one year, from initial interviews to ticket in hand. She has a very specialized skill set, and there is nothing here in India for her in the field. That means I'll spend the rest of my tour here on my own. As bad as this separation is for the both of us, we're trying to keep a long-term perspective. This opportunity can only lead to bigger and better things for her professional future. I know she'll do well, because she is one of the most capable people I've ever met. And Hong Kong is an incredible city. I can't wait to visit... I'm at a point where I could really use some quality mindfulness and introspection, both to think things over and get on a more positive track. That's what this whole weekend is going to be about. So stay tuned and check back in a couple of days...
7/26/2005
Last night a lame dog wandered in our yard. His leg appeared broken and he was whining. I tried to chase him off; that's when I first noticed his bad leg. I went back inside and got him some food and water. This morning he was still outside so Spicygirl contacted a local vet who makes housecalls. She came out, examined him, and said the injury is an old one that is slowly healing on its own. There's nothing she can really do for him. She gave him some medicine for a skin condition and told us she'll come back in a couple of weeks to check on him. We've decided to feed the dog, who I've named Gimpy, for the time being until he heals up a bit. He looks to be about a year old. If he's still around in a couple of weeks I'll have the vet give him some shots and look him over again. The vet said he's a street dog, so I'm hoping he'll move along after he gets better. We bought some domestic dog food, but he doesn't like it much, because his normal diet is whatever he manages to scavenge out of trash bins. For the time being, I'll mix the dog food with rice and a bit of water, slowly increasing the amount of dog food at each feeding.
UPDATE 28 JUL: I will give Blogger credit where credit is due; they have repaired the bug in their layout, a bug that had plagued my site since 24 JUN. It is nice to have my blog back. Thank you Blogger techie team. Taking Suggestions Because Blogger Bites As you can see, my site is in serious disrepair. It all started when I tried to adjust the number of posts that appear on the page, under the 'Formatting' tab in Blogger's settings. When I republished, there was this incredibly large gap between the Date Header and the beginning of the entry text that you see now. I have emailed Blogger several times over the past few weeks asking them what happened. I know it is a coding issue of theirs, because the problem remains even when I use a saved template, or when I try to change the template altogether. They have yet to address the issue and who knows if they ever will. Blogger was much more responsive to user issues before Google bought them out. Well, I've had it. I'm going to make the switch over to WordPress as soon as I can get around to it, but I'd like to ask any readers for web host recommendations. In order to run WordPress, I need to access MySQL databases, and my current host, Webmasters, wants to charge me an extra $5 a month for this, even though it offers them to new subscribers for free. So if any of you have a good host, please tell me about it in the comments. US-based only , please.
7/23/2005
The Growth Center Is Now Open

7/19/2005
7/16/2005
I’m from the Deep South of the US, born in New Orleans and raised in the states of Louisiana, Alabama and Texas. In fact, I didn’t even leave the South until I was 18 when I enlisted in the Army. Most people don’t realize where I’m from unless I tell them, because I don’t have any trace of a southern accent. I do use the vocabulary though, like ain’t and ya’ll. And maybe my choice of food would give me away, especially the Louisiana part. The cuisine of New Orleans and the Louisiana Bayou country is in a class of its own. If you were to ask me what I miss most in the world right now, I would say without a moment’s hesitation, a bowl of seafood gumbo. But not for breakfast, though. For that meal, only one thing will do: Grits! This is the sure-fire test to spot a Southerner, because I think you have to be raised on them to really love them. I know plenty of Northerners who have lived many years in the South, and while they can learn to eat grits and even enjoy them, they would do just as well with a bowl of oatmeal. Blech! One of my fondest childhood memories is waking up on Sunday mornings to the smell of breakfast on the stove, especially grits and bacon. While I don’t really eat bacon anymore, I think two or three slices on top of grits, where the fat mixes in with the grits, butter and Tabasco, is one of the finest guilty pleasures in life. The Prince Mother took pity on her prodigal son a few weeks ago and mailed me four boxes of grits. I’m already practically done with the first box. So what are grits? The beauty lies in their simplicity. Basically, grits are just a kind of ground corn meal:
7/11/2005
We spent the July 4th Weekend at a resort near Chennai called Temple Bay. A big group of us went. The resort gave us a special discount, and the great thing about it is that it is close to Chennai, less than an hour’s drive. It is also relatively new, and so the grounds and rooms are in great condition. I have to say, it ranks up there with the July 2004 trip to Bangalore’s Leela Palace as my most enjoyable weekend in India. This resort has two small restaurants, but both are reasonably priced and offer tasty meals. I can especially recommend the Sunday Brunch, if for nothing more than the pasta bar. Food-wise, it comes out ahead of the Leela. The food offered in Leela’s several restaurants is mediocre at best, simply inexcusable for a world-renowned five-star hotel. Here’s our cozy villa:

7/08/2005
Run Out and Buy This Beer (Unless You Buy Beer Where I Do) Things keep looking up. You're doubtless aware of my recent Guinness bounty. If left to my own devices, I've normally stuck to darker beers: stouts, porters etc. But last November-December, I had the opportunity to try a Belgian 'White' beer, Hoegaarden Witbier. I don't even remember the details. Maybe a colleague introduced me to it, maybe I just saw it there and thought I'd give it a try. Whatever the case, it was a stroke of luck. It's finally come back, and I've waited over 6 freakin' months for this day. This is easily my favorite non-dark beer, and is perfect for a hot climate like Chennai. Very 'citrusy', refreshing, with a wonderful aftertaste, kind of hefe-like, but so much better (I've never been a huge hefe fan); it has a 'cloudy' appearance on the pour because it is non-filtered. It doesn't get much better than this, and even people who say they don't like beer invariably like this one.
7/05/2005
7/04/2005
At the Movies I went to see War of the Worlds today; the event marked the first time I have seen a first-run Hollywood film since 1999. I obviously haven't missed much. This tale has so much potential that I didn't think even Spielberg could screw it up. That's what I get for thinking. HG Wells is certainly spinning in his grave. The experience confirmed for me that Hollywood has forgotten how to tell a story. Perhaps it simply doesn't care anymore: just fill up the screen with 90 minutes of explosions and screams, more than enough to opiate the slack-jawed yokel masses. Marketing and Product Placement will do the rest. So should you go see it? Well, if the above doesn't give you enough clues, let me just finish with this advice: if you're dead set on going to this movie, see it in Chennai; that way you'll only waste 100 rupees of your money ($2.30 to the rest of you). PS: HAPPY BIRTHDAY USA!!!
7/01/2005
I just got back from an unexpected visit to Bangalore. You may have read about my earlier encounter with this city, one of my first trips away from Madras. As much as I enjoyed it, I never knew if I would go back, but my desire to return became even more pronounced after I stumbled upon Chef Madhu Menon’s food blog. By all means check out that page, his restaurant site, and his personal blog. You can read all about him at the latter, so I won’t repeat any of that here. Suffice to say, he abandoned a promising cybergeek career to pursue his first love: cooking. I left a message for him at his restaurant almost as soon as I had checked in to my hotel (yes, again the wondrous Leela Palace), and I also sent him an email, because I was afraid he wouldn’t connect the person who called with my Internet persona. I arrived at Shiok at about nine. He came out of the kitchen not long after I had sat down, and as we got to talking, one of the first things that struck me was his burning passion for food, especially Asian cuisine. The menu reflects that, and there were many dishes that tempted me, but honestly, ever since I had first read this entry, my mind was made up. Here’s a breakdown of what I had, and my thoughts on each: Soup I started off with hot and sour soup, a specialty of southern China. Traditionally, this should have slivers of pork in it, but Chef Madhu offers it as a pure veg option. It was nicely done, better than most versions I have had at Chinese restaurants in the US. It had a lingering spicy afterbite which I appreciated, but could have used more vinegar. Actually, I ordered this before he knew I had arrived, and he told me if he had known, he would have made it differently. So my curiosity is certainly piqued. In China, soup is almost always the final course, or even served during the meal, but like most places outside of the Middle Kingdom, here in India it is a starter. Appetizer

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