I made shami kababs yesterday and the day before - if you know what they are then you understand why it’s a multi-day process. If you don’t - it’s ground beef and dal cooked with spices, then cooled and ground into a very fine paste (sometimes multiple rounds of grinding to achieve the correct consistency), then formed into kababs and stuffed with finely minced onion, cilantro, and green chillies, and then carefully fried (no batter or egg in our version, which makes it harder) to make sure they cook but don’t fall apart. So yeah, of course it would be the family favorite - if anyone who doesn’t have to make them 
My mom and I are currently the only two gluttons for punishment in the family.
So. I had rolled and griddled all of them when they melted into a giant puddle on the pan 
- beef was too fatty, so the fine blend just melted. So I made a panicked call to my mom, yelled at her (of course, because that’s productive) while she tried to help me fix the problem, and then called her back to thank her for the fix after I had recovered from the disaster.
Anyway, so that was lunch today, over my immodestly excellent homemade bread 
- my grandmother and father’s favorite way to eat these kababs was/is squished into a very specific crusty roll (think baguette in a 5” roll format) - the bread reminded me of that.
Dinner was thai takeout - quite meh tonight, vs prior occasions when it’s been excellent.
Dessert was a self-made birthday cake - strawberry jam-filed Swiss roll: because I miss my mom and this is my favorite childhood cake made by her. Sibling gave high (indirect) praise by telling the kids to skip the fancy cupcakes in lieu of it (they chose to eat both ).
