We went to a great little Indian place down by Cincinnati State on the border of Clifton and Northside called Dushmesh. It was Colin's first exposure to Indian food. He liked the Nan, wasn't too partial to the curry, and ate the rice.
Thank heavens the porch had a gate, that's all we got to say.
Colin decided to play "Apostate Sikh" for the proprietors. They thought it was kinda funny: 
Clearly Auntie Mollie enjoyed it:
Colin was being a crafty Sikh - hiding behind all the wine bottles. Auntie Mollie and her friends are kinda boozy, providing for all kinds of cover for a crafty little 'Sikh' like Colin:
'k, enough of playing 'crafty Sikh':
Here's an empty plate of the best that Dushmesh has to offer: 
Seriously good Northern / Eastern / Central / Western / Southern Indian cuisine.
Paul and whoosis: (k - we spent 4th of July breakfast at his house - I just have a bad memory): 
Dave Benz is way too sexy for his wine: 
Joe and Barbi - explaining the proper way to enjoy Indian: 
"Give Joe anything above a '3', and give Barbi anything less than a zero."
Below - Cheryl likes to show off her scarf collection, while some kind of Indian dessert waits:
Original smile, before being informed it ain't quite enough:
Second smile - after giving it the proper, "c'mon, your little sister is turning 31 today, don't you want her to be happy?", try. 
Frau Rockenfelder:
Gregg - after a long bout of playing with Herr Colin:
Mollie - before we left. The rest of the crowd went out for a night on the town before departing for Nashville to visit Zapanti:
Emily and Colin - celebrating the occasion:
Gregg and Colin - the best picture of the night. Colin's joy is matched by Gregg's willingness to make the boy smile:
Gregg finally settling on the best place for a small child. (That or providing Mommy and Daddy with a helluva service)
"Yup, that diaper's ready fer changin' "Second best picture of the night:
More to come - the Mary Ann 40th birthday extravaganza shots are coming . . . soon . . .
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