I know the title sounds real clichéd, but somehow it rings true in context to the ensuing perspective.
Some people eat to live; others live to eat. I fall hopelessly in the second category
Delicious, mouth watering, luscious food have always been my weakness .So you can imagine my plight when I turn up in a place, which does not cater to my voracious Indian taste-buds.
Being newly married and not proficient in the art of cooking, restaurant delicacies always held a special appeal. But I was duly disappointed on both accounts. My dear husband unable to bear my misery and lack of expertise in cooking graciously took me to numerous restaurants. But alas American (bland) food was hardly able to compete with my desire for fine food. This led to further experiments and disappointments with various cuisines. Being almost next to tears I told my mom how much I missed her (and her scrumptious cooking).
Well I had reasons for complaining, I love Chinese food but surely not the sweet chicken and mushy noodles served here. Indian food provided no respite, with curries tasting like concoctions of spices and dessert lacking in sweetness. By this time I had reached the end of my patience and abhorred the sight of yellow cheese, present in all the Mexican dishes I had tasted.
So with a heavy heart I took up the kitchen utensils and decided to give cooking a second chance. Luckily for me the dishes churned out were better and gave me hope. Maybe all was not lost.. Not yet. With renewed vigour I relentlessly pursued home economics. In a week’s time I had significantly improved and at a fortnight’s time my husband started looking forward to meals cooked by me.
I guess then every cloud has a silver lining; being away from home gave me the opportunity to experiment with cooking. Lately I realized that cooking wasn’t just a tedious chore but an art .To the dubious ones raising an eyebrow upon my statement let me put forth a simple question, ‘ Paintings, music, dance are regarding as true forms of art namely coz they appeal to our senses, so why not delectable cuisine which captivate our senses of taste, smell, touch and sight.’
Some people eat to live; others live to eat. I fall hopelessly in the second category
Delicious, mouth watering, luscious food have always been my weakness .So you can imagine my plight when I turn up in a place, which does not cater to my voracious Indian taste-buds.
Being newly married and not proficient in the art of cooking, restaurant delicacies always held a special appeal. But I was duly disappointed on both accounts. My dear husband unable to bear my misery and lack of expertise in cooking graciously took me to numerous restaurants. But alas American (bland) food was hardly able to compete with my desire for fine food. This led to further experiments and disappointments with various cuisines. Being almost next to tears I told my mom how much I missed her (and her scrumptious cooking).
Well I had reasons for complaining, I love Chinese food but surely not the sweet chicken and mushy noodles served here. Indian food provided no respite, with curries tasting like concoctions of spices and dessert lacking in sweetness. By this time I had reached the end of my patience and abhorred the sight of yellow cheese, present in all the Mexican dishes I had tasted.
So with a heavy heart I took up the kitchen utensils and decided to give cooking a second chance. Luckily for me the dishes churned out were better and gave me hope. Maybe all was not lost.. Not yet. With renewed vigour I relentlessly pursued home economics. In a week’s time I had significantly improved and at a fortnight’s time my husband started looking forward to meals cooked by me.
I guess then every cloud has a silver lining; being away from home gave me the opportunity to experiment with cooking. Lately I realized that cooking wasn’t just a tedious chore but an art .To the dubious ones raising an eyebrow upon my statement let me put forth a simple question, ‘ Paintings, music, dance are regarding as true forms of art namely coz they appeal to our senses, so why not delectable cuisine which captivate our senses of taste, smell, touch and sight.’
6 comments:
rumna khabar gulor chobi dekhe jeeb jol jol hoye gelo...
maya kobe dakchish nijer haather ranna kethe:D
Rumiee....great to know you are aquiring the talent of cooking....way to go girl!!!Have fun cooking ...and feeding our jamai babu!![:P]
I hated non-indian food too when I initially came to the USA...but slowly I've adapted and now I look forward to all cuisines. Hopefully, you'll feel the same a few months from now :)
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