pangs of hunger

Come Sunday and it seems like I am cooking in the kitchen every two hours. Sometime in the evening, had to concoct a snack. So, I sliced leftover idlis and deep fried them. Delicious and crunchy, perfect for cloudy afternoons.

in a pickle

The first batch of mangoes arrived in the market. After smelling them, eating them raw with salt and chilli, I had to pickle them just the way my mother did.

full circle

Five years into our marriage, I woke up one day to realise that I no longer minded entering the kitchen. No, not even for the mundanest of cooking.
Add to that, I found an omen. As I cut into one-third of an onion, I found the layers make a perfect smiling face. Life, as I knew it, had come full circle for me.
Years speed by, changing feelings and perceptions. There had been days, when I wished I woke up in another place, for fear of goofing up in the kitchen, yet again!
It has been an interesting journey. It is the story of my life, chapters of which I will share with you...