A lot of stuff happened last week that broke my heart and made me grew tired of life. But instead of trashing it out and seek a shoulder to cry on like I always do. I've decided to escape it with the mouthwatering and all-times favourite indulgence; Beriyani Rice and Chicken Kurma fresh from my Mom's stove. Thank goodness for my Mom had heard my cry for help or setting up bait to lure her grand child to come visit. For whatever reason it may be, it worked. The meal had heeled my wounds and introduced Adreana to a whole new world of guilty pleasures! YUMMY!