So here I am. Back again a second day to write about something. Not that I am going to update my blog every day because that just won't happen (Yeah! I know myself a little too well :)) .
I typed out an entire post about social life and it's complexities and then erased it.Well, who'd want to read something that depressing? I wouldn't! It's like spending one's time and money to go watch a movie that's really depressing just so you can take a break from the stressful life you lead . Waste of time, I say!
And so i thought I'll write about the one thing that brings joy to me no matter how messed up my life is - Cooking!
Cooking comes to most of us naturally. Some of us do it because we have to and others because they love to. I belong to the group that seems to be ever growing now, thanks to masterchef , Top chef and the other so called cookery competitions. But my love for cooking started way before i had a proper cable connection at home.I've always wanted to join a Culinary school so I can be a trained professional chef and work in one of those professional kitchens with all their food processors, blast freezers and liquid nitrogen. Cooking is just a LOT of FUN for me! I started cooking when i was 6 years old. What was my first dish?Ah well, Dosa. I still remember standing in the kitchen with my mom supervising me and giving me tips as to how to make a perfect crisp dosa. As is the case with most of us, my mom's my favourite cook. But it isn't a completely biased opinion. My mom really is a good cook . Her dosas are out of this world and so is her biriyani! Ah well, the list could go on. You just have to trust me because when it comes to food, I have the palate of a food critic. My mom used to bake cakes for us when we were kids and I remember sitting beside her and watching her mix all those yummy ingredients and folding the batter in to make this yummy buttery moist cake(Slurp). Even though she used to make a lot of other goodies for us, her cakes were always my favourite. I'm still learning how to cook but I enjoy every minute I spend experimenting with the various spices available in that small kitchen of mine.
But will I ever be as good a cook as my Mom? Probably not!
I wonder if I'll ever gather enough courage to actually convince my folks about letting me choose this unconventional career path. Will have to wait and watch i guess! Fingers crossed. :)
I typed out an entire post about social life and it's complexities and then erased it.Well, who'd want to read something that depressing? I wouldn't! It's like spending one's time and money to go watch a movie that's really depressing just so you can take a break from the stressful life you lead . Waste of time, I say!
And so i thought I'll write about the one thing that brings joy to me no matter how messed up my life is - Cooking!
Cooking comes to most of us naturally. Some of us do it because we have to and others because they love to. I belong to the group that seems to be ever growing now, thanks to masterchef , Top chef and the other so called cookery competitions. But my love for cooking started way before i had a proper cable connection at home.I've always wanted to join a Culinary school so I can be a trained professional chef and work in one of those professional kitchens with all their food processors, blast freezers and liquid nitrogen. Cooking is just a LOT of FUN for me! I started cooking when i was 6 years old. What was my first dish?Ah well, Dosa. I still remember standing in the kitchen with my mom supervising me and giving me tips as to how to make a perfect crisp dosa. As is the case with most of us, my mom's my favourite cook. But it isn't a completely biased opinion. My mom really is a good cook . Her dosas are out of this world and so is her biriyani! Ah well, the list could go on. You just have to trust me because when it comes to food, I have the palate of a food critic. My mom used to bake cakes for us when we were kids and I remember sitting beside her and watching her mix all those yummy ingredients and folding the batter in to make this yummy buttery moist cake(Slurp). Even though she used to make a lot of other goodies for us, her cakes were always my favourite. I'm still learning how to cook but I enjoy every minute I spend experimenting with the various spices available in that small kitchen of mine.
But will I ever be as good a cook as my Mom? Probably not!
I wonder if I'll ever gather enough courage to actually convince my folks about letting me choose this unconventional career path. Will have to wait and watch i guess! Fingers crossed. :)
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