Well, I already walked and fed the dog, had breakfast, took my vitamins, and started some curried lentils on the stove (an all-day affair).
I have to make my own Indian food now because, for some bizarre reason, all my good Hindu neighbors are certifying “Halal” in their restaurants.
Although I am under no illusions that, prior to this egregious treason against their own faith and culture, the food had been sacrificed to Ganesh, but I just followed the dictum of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” and grew to LOVE Indian food.
However, once the obscene “Halal” Squiggle appears on the door, I refuse to eat there.
It’s against my religion.
Good for you standing your ground even if you have to sacrifice good food!
I’ll bet your version is yummy!