Food for thought

It is beyond my doubt that whoever wrote the following 'gems', must've been helplessly inebriated, or had an extremely important errand to run, or lost control over one's bladder, or skipped at least one square meal before he/she actually wrote it. I mostly think it must've been one of those chappies working at the restaurant, for I believe chappies have an innate tendency to shut their minds off and drop their jaws open instead, when they encounter delicious, lip-smacking and mouth-watering food -- Take me, for instance -- Show me a plateful of echt Bhel-Poori and a woman-full of zeal and oomph -- you can never buy me for the latter!

Anyway, coming back, thanks to Sarvajnya for capturing and sharing these precious writings, directly from the buffet table of a desi restaurant in Amreeka, whose name I don't wish to disclose!

I don't know if the cuisine in this restaurant hydrated the eaters' tongues, but I can tell for sure that the following captions would really tickle your funny bone for now!



.....and that's okra curry for you!



....that's how stylish it would sound if an 'Amreekan' pronounced cottage cheese in Hindi!




......with what? whiskey, soda and ice?




....i don't think that sounds sweet!




....there can be a free thought, but not free food...before you can lay your hands on that, crack the anagram first!




...okay...so, now I know where those 'hawalas' originated from!




.......and finally, I lost my 'peace' after reading this!