Ma culinary experimentation began in standard 8th.The first to be born out of hand:"*******"[donno what] but, it was some Spanish dish that i saw in discovery travel and living .The only thing i remember is it had something to do with eggs and potato.After seeing the whole ingredients ma mom commented"You won't like it Opal,its too much continental for you".God i hate it when she is right,had to throw away the whole stuff even ma Dad preferred to stay away from the dining table for a night even though that meant to stay HUNGRY.The way to a man's heart is through his stomach and like every good mother, ma mom was hell bend on teaching me "HOW TO COOK".Luckily or unluckily i didn't mange to stick out in the kitchen for long and the art was lost.
Ma second experiment,if i remember it correct was in 12th, when ma mom was admitted to hospital.With scary looking brother and rather hungry looking grandma and a late call by ma own hunger cells forced me back to the place filled with white boxes,hot humid air and utensils.I made Thoran[mixed vegetable] and prawn masala.I fared pretty okie with ma grandma giving me a thumps up.The next scrape goat was Radhakrishnan, ma buddy from school.He would have never agreed to come home if he knew i was COOKING [i didn't tell him you know].When i asked for his comments he merely replied"Wait until tomorrow,i will tell you if am not busy[pun intended,easy to figure out]".Well, he did call the next day!!!!.Somewhere down the line the curries became monotonous in flavour and so did ma interest.The thing is I compare ma self with mom, and have to accept the fact that she is a wizard.Her curries have the perfect flavours,perfect smell and colours . Ma best friend turns out into ma worst enemy.Dad has nicknamed ma taste buds"Super tasting".I'm so used to ma Mom's curries that, ma taste buds refuse to accept the mine.
Today was one of those dreadful days when mom fell sick[she is making this a habit] and dad rang me up and told"No food from out side today,make something before i come".Ya i hate the part where i have to open up the fridge to see it empty,or have to smell through all the white tins to understand"What's where?".Finally i decided upon tomato and onion curry with coconut and beetroot and coconut thoran.This time i added on some different masalas to make the dish taste different.I was ready for the verdict ya i can handle the truth
Mom:"Okie,but need to more be spicy!!!"
Dad:"Good!!!! more chillie powder next time "
Bro[in his usual manner]:"EEEEEEEEE...Do i have to comment?"
Frankly i wasn't that happy,the same taste lingers on .My verdict:not great.Well, at least everyone survived!!!!!
1 comment:
hmmm..i never tasted what u cook but i think that whenever u cook just enjoy that and dont thing waht other will think on the food cooked by you.
i always do this whenever i get chance to cook
mostly i made ,POHA and FARIYALI KHICDI,DAL CHAWAL .
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