
SO. LOOKIT WHAT WE HAVE HERE. A telly serial about a man who a) goes bazaaring, b) dons an apron and cooks the produce he buys, and c) does it all with a big smug grin, thus calling for a neat cross through his “Mister” title and the bestowal of “Mrs.”
It launched in Mumbai on January 31st this year and the promos, featuring a neighborhood and the man’s wife dancing around his pasty, grinning self as he lugged shopping bags full of greens, had me e-hunting grind guards for my teeth.
I must admit, I never did get around to actually watching the serial since I was in the middle of a big move. I don’t get the channel where I live now, but if anyone out there has been following it, please share an update. Wheee, spiking blood pressure, such fun!
And just by the by, the next time you compliment a chef, you must say “Thank you, Lady, that was delicious.” Never mind his anatomy. Only women shop for ingredients and cook. What, you didn’t you know that? See, now that’s why we need Sab TV. Followed by trusty nebivolol tablets. And a string of meditation beads.
Amen.