Monday, December 21, 2009

Food, Food, Good food

I look like to be on a good food trip.. But thats how I am... I am a BIG foodie and crave for good food all the time, everytime, everywhere... I can easily figure out what makes a dish delicious and can easily point out the difference between good food and average food.. I may not know all the details of the ingredients or the method of preparing, in short the recipe, but I know what food will be good...

One can put this on the fact that my Mom has been a cookery teacher plus she has been a judge at various cookery contests.. I guess some of the genes have got transferred. I am quite adventurous when it comes to trying different cuisines.. And no I am not just talking about Indian cuisines but international as well. Infact whenever I go out, I love to try something new, specially international..

Most of the people I have come across want to eat the same old boring menu when they go out: Dal Makhani/Kaali Dal/Maa ki dal or whatever it is, naan or tandoori roti, some paneer dish, raita, salad.. I completely abhor this menu, specially Dal Makhani.. I can never ever eat that.. I abhor it to the core.. I would rather go and try something exotic and new.. This is one of the reason that when I travel, I first enquire about the speciaility of the place in terms of food and where I can get it, authentic one... One of the reasons I dont enjoy the popular Chinese food made at most of the places.. It doesnt have that flavour which I look for..

I went to Kerala and had awesome Kerala stuff.. Not even once I had sambhar, idli, dosa, vada - the typical south indian menu that we generally get.. But I had some authentic vegetarian Kerala dish and they were simply delicious. Similar thing happened when I went to Jaipur or Hyderabad or Goa.. If I am simply going out for lunch or dinner here, I will never eat typical Indian food.. I go for something that I had not tried before. In this process, I have had some amazing Continental, Chinese, Italian, Mexican, Israeli, Japanese, South East Asian Food.. Even when I went abroad I tried their local cuisine. I still cant get over the amazing food I had at Annapurna in Malaysia or the Chinese food in Singapore or the scrumptious English Breakfast in UK.. It wasnt at all what I had tasted before and it was simply delicious...

I dont eat to live but I love to eat.. If I come to know about a new restaurant that has opened in the city, I eagerly wait to try their food. Ofcourse, its not always that the food turns out to be good.. I have had bad experiences as well, but that what it takes to differentiate between good food and not so good food.. I think I should be a food guide..

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Have I become a Chef

I have started cooking on a regular basis since quite sometime. Whatever be the reason, but I have started it. I used to wonder what kind of cook will I turn out to be.. I had not done regular cooking before. But once I started it and that also alone, I realized that I have it in me. I know what spices to put in what vegetables, how to make the vegetables taste different and nice.

As a child, I used to run away from the kitchen. I never liked the idea of cooking, but I was always up for eating good food.. Even when my mom tried to teach me a thing or two about cooking, I never took any interest. Even she never forced, may be thinking that eventually I will learn or it was not so important at that point of time.

Now when I started cooking occasionally when Mom was not around, I never had any difficulty. I could cook easily. There were so many things I learnt from Mom unknowingly. Finely chopped vegetables, almost zero oil/ghee, soft parathas/roti and thin as well, retaining the original color of the vegetables. Each and every dish that I cook look as beautiful, delicious and delectable as Mom's; not to forget, they even taste the same. Be it simple matar paneer, cakes, puddings, corn-paneer korma, gatte ki sabzi, methi malai matar, poha, upma, stuffed parathas of different varieties... You name it and I know it.. I remember as a teenager sometimes I used to make plain rice. My Nanaji could easily figure out, that it was me who cooked the rice. He always said that I make the perfect rice. Each and every grain is soft and separated.

When Mom came back from Mumbai a few months back, the lunch was already ready.. She couldnt help but praise, how tasty the food is.. I felt so nice, especially since it came from Mom, who is known to have really high standard in cooking. She does not passes anyone so easily in their cooking.. But now I knew that if Mom is saying then it must be really good.. Even my colleagues at the lunch table, cant figure who prepared my lunch box... Mom's and my vegetables look the same.. :-) I feel so nice about it. Mom is one of the best cooks, I have ever come across.. I am saying this, not just because everyone says about their Mom, but because its the truth and accepted by whosoever has eaten food cooked by her.. So when I see traces of her cooking skills present in me, I can only feel on top of the world... A pat on my back!!!

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Mussoorie Craving

I went to my hometown around 10 days back for some urgent work.. I could not have a real vacation, no matter how much I wanted to have.. The trip was just a weekend one and quite a hectic one. But this time and also during last few trips, there has been a urge inside me to visit the 'Queen of Hills' - Mussoorie, every time I go to Dehra Dun... I am surprised at myself for this sudden wanting to go there...

As a child it never lured me.. Infact my last visit to Mussoorie was around 12-13 years back... During my whole life time, I have been there just 5-6 times.. Not more than that.. While people who visited Doon, craved about going to Mussoorie, it never excited me at all.. I was happy sitting in Doon watching those hills from my bedroom window - during summers, during night and during winters after heavy snowfall.. Beyond that nothing.. But now suddenly I have this craving to go to Mussoorie. I want to go there and see what all has changed.. What still remains the same.. I want to walk through the clouds.. want to experience that chill in the air and simply walk aimlessly on its roads...

Its strange and I think I am crazy to have this feeling, but I want to go there.. Who knows, next time when I visit Doon, I might end up being in Mussoorie for a day... Oh, if you ask me about Doon - it was lovely as usual.. Beautiful winter sun and cold evenings... I loved those two hectic days... In between a short trip to Rishikesh happened, again for some urgent work...Here is one of the pic that I clicked in Rishikesh...

Friday, December 04, 2009

Being a loser...

all the time, everywhere, in everything makes you lose life.. Thats where I currently stand. I have reached a stage in life, wherein I have a firm belief that nothing can ever go right for me. No matter how much effort I put in, how much I want it badly, how much I work towards it, I am not meant for it at all. It seems as if, life has decided to pull me down and put me in the deepest of dumps whenever I try to get up and take a hold on myself. Even the tears have refused to well up in my eyes. Either they have dried or my eyes have refused to cry anymore.. I have started reaching a stage where sometimes, nothing effects me nor do I feel anything.. Am I turning into a stone. I dont want to. I want my feelings to remain intact, but somehow its not happening. I seem to be losing myself with every passing day. The smile is fading away. There is no expression on the face. I appear as a stone hearted person who is not moved by any event. I dont want to be like that. I want my faith to be intact. I dont want to lose trust. I dont want to give up. But its not happening. I need a respite and a break from everyone and everything.