Indian Accent and A Man Called Ove
Love a movie and dinner on the weekend. Somehow we don’t find the time to do that during the week. Last weekend we made the trip uptown (gasp) to see A Man Called Ove. It was playing at the Paris which is such a gem of a theater. The clientele alone is worth the journey. I’d like to return to that time and hope of optimism I had but more on that later.
This movie (based on the book) has slowly taken off (like the book) and has become a sensation. The Swedish film is around a man who recently loss his wife and is deep in grief. He is a curmudgeon but part of a community that ends up giving him a sense of purpose. The movie cuts back and forth from the past to the present to understand the life he has led. I honestly weeped through a good part of the film. My sister went with us and she weeped too. Fred took one look at us after the film with our puffy red eyes and howled.
We went to Indian Accent for dinner. I had read about the restaurant but figured based on its location I’d never get there. The restaurant is really beautiful and the staff is top. The restaurant comes from New Delhi. The food is delicious with an inventive presentation. It is all price fixed based on how many courses you choose from. We attempted to share so we could all taste.
Here are some highlights. This was a sweet potato shakarkandi with kohlrabi and crisp okra. Absolutely delicious.
Sweet pickle ribs with sun-dried mango and onion seeds. Fall off the bone delicious. I could have had several of these instead of just one.
Beef kabab sitting inside bone marrow.
Roast paper dosa over mushrooms and water chesnuts.
This was stuffed with goat cheese. So good.
A take on peking duck with lamb. Shredded spicy flavorful lamb with the sides for peking deck from hoisin to tiny pancakes to cucumbers. Loved this.
If I am ever that area of town again looking for a delicious meal….I know where to go.
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I didn’t know you were such an Indophile for food! I’d love to show you this small hole in the wall veggie place in SF that serves south indian food – only accepts cash, really authentic.
Love!
Omg that thing stuffed with cheese. Yum.
Thanks. This helps firm up my decision. “Ove” is playing at the little artsy theatre near me — the one I go to in part for the delightful audience and arrive early because the seats are filled at least 15 minutes before the trailers begin.At least Fred went along. The films showing at my “little theatre” are not the type my husband is motivated to go see but always loves when he does go.
but always loves when he does goI call this an Oprah moment. Back when she was on TV I would often watch (frequently but not always). She had a way of making things interesting.I found that many things that I thought I would have no interest in (watching her promos) I actually did. Something well done is always interesting, something not well done is only interesting to those that have a particular interest in the subject matter typically. [1]The last thing that I saw (with my wife) that I thought I would have no interest in was the Twilight series. Definitely not what I like (I don’t like make believe or super hero stuff) but for some reason I really liked that.[1] For example I have no interest in sports but I can almost get into the super bowl because it’s such a well done event production wise (camera angles, videography and so on).
Bring tissues