Now from the vast pool of important and trivial activities around the world that interest my crazy mind……cooking probably occupies the second last number , than swimming……..otherwise you’ll find my hand flirting with almost every damn thing (in dat case I’m a big flirt u see J)………from sketching and painting to photography and designing to playing basket ball and badminton to styling and fashion designing to reading and creative writing ……besides most importantly of course academics and social service……….a recent addition to this huge list has been financing or in other words fooling the corporate and local sponsors to make my ends meet….which is the reason I can be found in the finance cell of virtually every section.
Neway not digressing from the topic…….lets talk about cooking: tho I havnt done much of it, but somehow whenever I do it I come up with a wonderful taste each time, and perfect addition of salt and spices by approximation , and sometimes I feel maybe this was another field I could have successfully ventured in, could have done a degree from cordon bleau….got a job in most popular European restaurant…..nd enjoyed life…..but then that’s not what was destined.
Alfred nobel discovered (or invented) dynamite….
It were winters……My poor little stomach was feeling hungry…..and I surrendered to the best possible solution that most of us recede to for fastest eatable item in such challenging times…..bread and better…. I therefore opened the refrigerator……..but all I could take out was bread (nd the whole wheat one…mine is a diet conscious family u see) , coz butter had been consumed by the household unfortunately, I therefore decided to cook the bread in ghee……and as u all know in winters ghee solidifies to a (delicious) white mass, scanning the kitchen volume for a solidified white mass , my eyes found one in a bowl kept adjacent to the gas stove….I fetched the lighter , turned on the gas, added some ghee to the pan..when it melted I placed bread on it….nd in few minutes I was ready with a decent item to satisfy my stomach…..
Without delaying a second I took a bite……but the taste was like none at all I had tasted before….it wasn’t good or bad , sweet or spicy , hot or sour, but strange…..i was wondering bread ka taste badal gaya hai market me ya ghee ka..??.....as I was trying to figure out this million dollar anomaly, my smelling senses sensed smell of coconut oil…..now again I was sure (nariyal tel to maine lagaya nahi baalon me aaj..)…nd then all of a sudden it dawned upon my intelligent brain…..that I had used coconut oil instead of ghee to cook my bread……..
Now u must be finding it funny, but at that time I was irritated like hell…..boys can understand it better I’m sure…..the emotion u feel when u r terribly hungry and such a thing happens…….neway even I couldn’t avoid a laughter at that time …as I went straight to mom, narrated her the incident and asked for some help in the form of something good to eat now..
Now this was nowhere near in comparison to the atrocity which dad committed on his junior colleague once when he was home.
It so happened that one of his junior colleague came home for some work during afternoon from some far off place out of Lucknow.
Being a considerate family, we offered him lunch…..finding lack of salt in which, he asked dad to give him some, and dad in his overconfidence in the misnomer that he is a master in the kitchen area ; went and gave him the bottle of salt….without asking me or mom.
When the colleague had left the home…….and I was setting the drawing room for the next visitor we were expecting….I wondered y the bottle of baking soda was kept in the centre table…??.....and then that was it…I’m sure u can guess the fault in the whole incident here…J!!
Somehow, after two years of JEE preparation I’ve got used to adopting objective methods in making worldly decision, like I chose my dresses while shopping through option elimination , and at times I do cooking by hit and trial.
Once again I was hungry, and my taste buds had a restricted demand this time…the only thing I wanted to eat was poha….
Actions should immediately accompany thoughts…..i therefore took a frying pan…..added refined oil (minimizing the quantity ofcourse), when it was hot I added cut onions and tomatoes, when onions were a little pink, I added cut potatoes…..so that by the time potatoes will be fried onions will be golden brown…….but I realized potatoes were taking longer, and if I waited for them to be completely cooked; onions will be burnt. Now I remembered potatoes take longer than onions to be cooked, nd the formula is the one that takes longer has to be added to the oil first. Being in no mood to do everything all over again I weighed my options ………clicked..!! I sprinkled a lil water over the potatoes nd covered the pan with a lid, so the steam will soften them and they’ll be fried faster……….succeeded…..now I’m not adding rest of the details…(as it is I’m not writin recipe of making poha)….and strangely what I made turned out to be even better than how my granny makes it.
Neway people don’t assume I’m so naïve at cooking, its js dat I don’t practice it much. Law and cooking are two professions that get better and better through practice ....!! :)
I can make absolutely round chapattis…… I cooked chhole bhature for dad on father’s day (Dad simply luvs it, was better than giving any gift), I have been making cake since 8th….cooked chilly paneer for mom once(again by hit and trial but turned out to be delicious J), and pav bhaji in these hols when grandmother was home…..
Neway I’m getting bored now……..wait for a continuation of this blog wherein I’ll be telling you about me and my sisters experiments with maggi……nd I’ll tell u a recipe to make the best ever maggi u can in life…!!
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