Yesterday I had the pleasure of dining with none other than the lovely and talented Melanie of delicate flower and her fiancee. She was in town scouting locations for the next Poseidon Adventure sequel, and gave me a holler. We dined at Shiva, in the Rice Village (the curry goat is to die for), and discussed many things, including vampires, our mutual love for the city of Dallas, and who the hell curries goat, anyway?
The meeting was over far too quickly, as she had to return forthwith to the manse in order to berate the servants, while I had to rush back to my Fortress of Solitude, also known as the garage, to play Halo 2 work on my novel.
As far as meeting online acquaintances goes, it ranks higher even than the contingent from alt.drunken.bastards who came to my wedding.
Yuuuuuum Shiiiiiva...might I also recommend Bombay Sweets and Vegetarian Buffet? It is the BEST, and only 5 bucks!
Curried goat? I am so there.
Hell it's even worth the shlep in from west Houston, where I usually find myself on my frequent visits to Sweat City.
There have been weeks were I literally lived on Shiva's Reshmi Paneer. I'm not even sure what's in it - cashews, and possibly also pure goodness.