Cooking lessons...

One of the dreaded things , at least for me before i leave for my masters, is the cooking lessons i am subjected to at home. I should say more than cooking lessons they have turned out to be a torture of a poor soul who is exploited because the angle cant cook..  :p

So since i cannot cook complete meals as yet i get the task of cutting onions, potatoes,chillies,tomatoes,lady fingers,cabbage,cauliflowers etc etc.. and basically any other ingredients you have to cut before you cook them.. :|  After i have cut most of the stuff i get the task of cleaning up. If by chance me and mom are watching TV together .. miraculously ...just out of the blue.. (I need to find which puts these shows on air) a cookery show starts...The lady blabbers n blabbers and cooks some yummy looking dish, which my mom was some how looking for from a few days...and instead of writing the ingredients down she interrogates me to know the ingredients and the method.She calls them revision lectures. And i have to repeat. Its like De-ja Vu..reminds of the vivas during my engineering days.Making tea in the afternoon,breakfasts for sunday mornings (if i am not making it..i still have to stand and watch), fast fix recepies when mom wants to go someplace all have cozily snuggled into my daily timetable.

I am proud to say i can now distinguish between curry powder, garam masala, asafotida and various other similar looking powders that sit in our spice box. And no matter how much i crib i have to admit somewher i have started enjoying making these simple meals and experimenting with them. May it be Dal Tadka,spanish omlets,bhendi fry or exotic spinach Pasta. It definitely tastes much much tastier when you know you have made it and it gives a lot of pleasure to see your family relish and praise you for your 1st attempts even though sometimes i can taste the extra salt i have dropped in :)


PS: Image of the really delicious Spinach Pasta i had cooked along with my sister.Trust me its tastes better than it looks :)