Curry in a Hurry

Tonight I joined Mia, Alice, and Hope at David and Jan's apartment. David had cooked a delicious appetizer: polenta cakes with some kind of yummy vegetable topping. They are both great cooks. Jan has been thinking of writing a cookbook that simply has tips that he has learned from his mother. I love hearing his tips. Then we went to a new vegetarian indian restaurant only it was closed. Not only was it closed but a hard metallic shade was pulled down over it from the outside. And on the covering was a creepy grafitti image of a child screaming. It was not very welcoming! David and Jan live in Little India, an area full of vegetarian, South Indian cuisine. We considered a few places, and then settled on one, concluding that all of the places were pretty much the same. During dinner we discussed the issues of having kids, the presidency, and www.speeddating.com. We also discussed hugging parties and cuddle parties, both of which are becoming popular in New York. This led to a lot of jokes, as you can imagine. After dinner, we went back to Jan and Dave's place and had tiramisu, vegan cookies, and fruit. David told us a very funny, true story about how he went to a class by a midwife who trained the students in gynecological issues using her own vagina! David did a hilarious imitation of her in stirrups lecturing them and having them practice on her, chastising them about what they were doing wrong all the while! David said that it was very anxiety-provoking! We also discussed our usual topic, www.hippa.com. David again told a funny story about how while Hope and I simply saw HIPPA videos, he and his classmates had a HIPPA play acted out for them. My brother really comes to life at a party and does the funniest imitations! We are very good at complaining and joking about HIPPA rules for a long time. Today we added the issue of how we think some people use HIPPA as an excuse not to do work. For instance, David had a psychotic patient who he really needed info on to help and was given the HIPPA run-around by the previous treatment facility. After leaving, since I didn't have work the next day, instead of the subway--I took the bus which only took about a hundred hours to get home (well, it didn't help that I took the bus in the wrong direction for quite awhile).