My husband (left) escorting The Client (right) inside the house to my work kitchen. 

Sunday The Client finally came by to pick up his stuff. My husband assisted him, carrying 5 gallon buckets full of brown basmati rice, buckwheat groats and whole moong dal out to The Client’s car. Farewell, big bucket of organic coconut oil. I’ll never forget the time we spent together.

The moment was emotional but thankfully I had my husband there for me, reminding me that The Client was really no good for me. I thought The Client was putting off picking up the stuff because he didn’t want to deal with the task of sorting through and putting stuff away once it was back at his home and cluttering up his personal space. But in the true fashion of men, The Client did not even remember half the crap he had stored in my kitchen.

“After you.”

Sifting through the boxes, he picked out bags and jars of spices that he didn’t want to deal with. Leaving me with his organic garbage, he made his way out of my kitchen–out of my life for good.

The Client picking over his stuff, leaving me with what is dispensable.
Although we were only together for a short period of time, I can’t ignore the impact The Client had on my life. But everything is a learning experience and from my time with him I learned not to undervalue the services I have to offer. And I also learned some things about myself. I learned that I don’t think Italian cooking is superior to Indian. That I have a low tolerance for people who do not swoon over khandvi. And that I would never ever ever used dried chopped up curry leaves in my cooking, no matter how many times the person paying me to cook for him would ask.
Now that I am liberated from cooking with canned cannelllini beans (a smell, I must admit, I find revolting) I can focus my time on cooking for my husband, who accepted early on in our relationships that I am not open to cooking requests.



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12 responses to “Closure

  1. karunamayi

    arrivederci, home-skillet…Oh, once again, I find it pertinent to mention that my verification word is “verhmen”. Like the rat. Perhaps a french one.

  2. kmala

    I really don’t like khandvi. I hope we can still be friends. circle yes or no and give back tomorrow in homeroom.lylas,k

  3. Devadeva Mirel

    karunamay–it figures you would be the first to leave a comment!kmala–no WAY! this is too crazy. i don’t like khandvi EITHER! really i don’t. i was just saying that coz i thought YOU liked khandvi. gross. i would never eat that. YUK!!!!lylas,d

  4. karunamayi

    Wha…?I choose to take that comment as a nicety.I have burritos to make, man….

  5. Devadeva Mirel

    of course i *loved* that you were the first to comment…since you were the greatest supporter of me washing that man right out of my hair.but…burritos? isn’t it breakfast time where you live?

  6. karunamayi

    yes, burritos are being wrapped up and mobilized to walk out the door for my progeny’s lunch feast.Heyyyyyyyyyy…. speaking of kids’ lunches…. What’s the word?

  7. tulasi-priya dasi

    Quite a head of hair The Client has.

  8. Devadeva Mirel

    he’s a “hairy” krishna.

  9. Veggie Bytes

    So happy for you…even though it’s no fun to go through the process.But like I said before you’re worth WAY more and it’s always nicer to cook for those we love.

  10. Tulasi

    So my judgment holds, even in Alachua! Way to go, Devadeva devi 😉Judge Judyp.s. did you get my email on ‘The Saying of the Jewish Buddha’? Just wondering…

  11. Devadeva Mirel

    yes, thanks. my family really enjoyed it!

  12. Yogesh

    Devadeva, do they hold elections to your fan club’s Executive Board or something? In that case, I would like to run for President or something similar, hoping that I will avoid getting trampled by the hordes of other fans of your writing that will want to do the same. 🙂BTW, I thought you were only engaged, if I were to believe your FB page? Where did the ‘husband’ come from? Oh, and I think I will use the ‘Hairy Krishna’ pun some time soon. Love it!Ydd

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