Love for cooking, cooking for soul ~ Gourmet Chronicles
About a decade back, I belonged to a crowd for whom cooking
was nothing less than a nightmare. Maybe, because I was never allowed to cook
as I grew up or it would be more appropriate saying, I was a walking disaster
in kitchen (as my mother would have said it, way back then). But things change
with time. And, things definitely change when one gets married, more so when
your spouse also happens to be a food lover cum critic as you. Of course, you
are never the same person you thought you will be. And, destiny too doesn't
cease to surprise, as usual. In those lines, cooking which at a time, topped
the list of things I would never want to do, suddenly became a passion and
later, a skill that I started
chiseling, blissfully unaware of the time when I started enjoying it. So,
coming back to what I have in mind right now are the words my mother, one out
of the world cook, keeps telling me every now and then
Oh yes! As harder it may seem, as difficult it may sound, as
herculean may appear the preparatory tasks, as tiring may go the entire drill
of cooking, it all becomes easy and worthwhile, when passion to cook is
fueled, mind is relaxed and one’s olfactory senses are its best.
Cooking exotica!!
Be it baking sensuously enticing multi flavoured cakes or
making pasta Alfredo and garlic bread topped with fresh olives, be it making a
home one barbecue nation once in a while or becoming the Chinese chef, busy
tossing the long steamy rice noodles with soy sauce and ajinomoto, cooking is
more of a stress buster once in a while for many. It relaxes your mind as mixed
spices play tunes in your head drawing images of mouth watering pastas or
grilled vegetables floating in colorful sauces, cheese sauce, tomato sauce,
vegetable stock, name it! The herbs rosemary, thyme, basil and mint play their
parts well as flavors and aromas explode when the food arrives on the table. That look on
the husband’s face with his eyes closed as he gently takes in the aroma
followed by the first morsel after which he says ,”WOW!”, makes a dull noon vibrant.
After all, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!
Knock! Knock! What is Cooking?
But then, needless to say, one cannot be a Nigella Lawson or
a Rachel Coo everyday, and exoticas are
meant to be surprises and not some part of the daily grind. So then, rises the question "what to cook?" As thoughts drool, the aroma of
cooking oil as it simmers and that melodious crackling of fennel/mustard
seeds in that oil sparks up your waning zest and then it is, boy does it tingle those taste buds, invoking an instant
desire to cook something special? And,
that desire coupled with love for your spouse does surprise pleasantly.
Right from the time the dough is made by mixing the coarse wheat flour,
salt, a little milk cream and water and then kneading them all together gently as
your slender fingers plunge deep into the soft texture
of the dough that caresses your palms gently and till the time of making those
uber soft phulkas that emanate a smoky whiff, the entire exercise of doing the
same becomes gratifying all of a sudden.Then, chopping and dicing vegetables of lovely shapes
and shades, the sunny yellow color of cooked lentils which later fills the home
with a soothing aroma that comes with garnishing it with coriander and some
fennel seeds sauteed in margarine and the steaming white rice does nothing less than feasting the
eyes to a delight for the stomach. Cooking this way on any regular day brings a smile on my face. The sweat
is forgotten. The tiresome of it all wanes away as my husband and son look
forward to the lunches I prepare for them. My son more often plants a kiss on
my cheek, saying ‘yummmm yummmmm’. What more do I want?
And then there are comfort foods!
But then, cooking can get monotonous. There are days when I
feel like running away from it. Sometimes, I wish my mom stays here with me. Her
culinary skills remain unparalleled till date. And when I rant about my sudden
surge of laziness, my mom says, “This is where
lies the catch. The moment when you feel the routine is getting drab, it needs
to be tweaked. And says who, life should be drab? What are comfort foods for,
after all?” How could I forget comfort foods? For Indians, comfort
foods span across all states, right from Idlis and Dosas to Khamans and
Dhoklas, from fafdas and theplas to puris and chaat, and from jhaal muris and
roshagullas to upmas and sheeras....name them, and our country never faces a
dearth in comfort foods, thanks to the diversified culture we thrive on. And
then, the steaming hot idlis served with fresh coconut chutney and sambhar, the
dhoklas and khamans served with tangy imli ka chutney, the sheeras and upeets
floating in a knock-down-senseless smelling ghee and the adorably brown chole
tweaked with a zing of lemon, would suddenly beat out all the weariness and
melancholy of the day, thereby putting a new perspective towards the gourmet
world. There is no end to comfort provided by these comfort foods and no end to the love for it.
As I end this post, I would like to share with you on what
tickled me to write about the love for cooking. Remy! Oh yes, How can you not
know Remy? Remy the rat! Remy, the little master chef, the protege of Chef
Auguste Gusteau. If you know not what I am saying, you must watch Ratatouille
(the famous French movie that explores the astounding culinary talents of a
small rat Remy) And that said, I am reminded of what the food critic Anton Ego from the movie had
to say :
I am not a brilliant cook. But I am good enough in the
sense, that the food I make is cherished by my family. Going by what I was a
decade back, I believe I have come a long way in the gourmet world. And needless
to say, I have a long way to go still.
And cheers to that!!
P.S: Even a simple Maggi can become a dish to crave for, when it is loaded with goodness of vegetables, garnished with fresh coriander and mint! And that says it all! Simple dishes bring out the best flavors when there is a touch of variety to it! And that is what I call - Love for cooking, Cooking for soul!
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