Diyas, mithai and all sorts of goodness

Wishing all the readers of Radio Parul the best Diwali ever. I sort of disappeared these last few days. I'd have liked to declare that that was because I jetsetted off to an exotic destination for a surprise holiday but the real reason was less glamorous and contained antibiotics galore. Yes, after ten days of high fever, a hacking cough that has left an aching rib in its wake and many, many pills later, I hope I am finally ready to kick back the covers and get some Diwali in the house, yo. These images are from before my illness. Latest ones should hit press anytime between today and tomorrow. Hope you guys are having yourselves the kind of Diwali you like, quiet, decadent, sinful, with/out the teeming millions, take your pick.

That's my cake stand. I don't bake much and so it needs to earn its living in other avataars.

Kartik. Made by Amma (M's mom). Appropriated by yours truly.

The laddoos hadn't been made yet. Ferraro Rochers fill in.

Annapoorna. I always wanted one of these in my dining room. Making sure we don't run out of rations and so on. These are inflationary times.

Hehe, what's Diwali without a little Instagram, eh?