a post for Grandma Geyer

This is a picture of Gabe diving in to a plate of butter chicken with naan. This dish is Indian comfort food. We have ordered it in almost every restaurant we've eaten in because the boys and I really like it. It is a tomato based sauce with mild spices and chunks of chicken. You eat it with naan, the flat bread, or steamed rice. Delicious! There are subtle differences in the dish in each place we've gone. In Delhi they make it with cream in the sauce, in Jaipur it is more of a red sauce and a bit spicier. Gabe refused to eat anything but naan for lunch and dinner for the first six days. Finally, on Saturday he tried a bite and he like it! (Sam I am...) He was so proud of himself for eating the butter chicken and I was relieved that he finally at something with protein. The sad thing is we decided to go to a vegetarian restaurant that night. Gabe had his heart set on more butter chicken, which led to a huge meltdown at dinner. The restaurant at Samode Palace doesn't offer butter chicken on menu, grrrr. More reason for us to celebrate driving down the road out of town. Just a side note here: Gabe eats scrambled eggs for breakfast every day. He's not starving to death. Sadly I left the jar of peanut butter at the first b&b, hopefully it will be there when we return tomorrow for our last night in the north. The boys and I have adhered to the advice to avoid all fresh fruits and vegetables. Brian has been slightly more adventurous at his own risk, putting the garnishes on his food. I have a quick trigger finger on the bottle of Pepto.