I love my food and all the passion, surprises, and indulgence that comes along with it. Although eating is one food related activity I enjoy the most, but cooking and then getting appreciated for it is a close second.
I don't know what food particularly is for rest of the world but what I do know is that it is the central theme of my (and most people around me) existence. I spent most of my teenage years in a boarding school, and that too an Army Public School. So, nutrition was the key ingredient in every meal that was served and, believe you me, taste is not what the Army cares about (with all due respect). Except those very rare "dinner nights" when we could really indulge in food and appreciate the chef's real talent. I have grown up eating Maggie made in geyser water and still, if you ask me, there is nothing better than that perfect midnight Maggie. Ghar ka khana was a luxury and such a rarity that still the happiest part of my day is having a homemade meal.
Well now those dependencies are passé and I'm the queen of my kitchen (err... hope my mom and sister are listening!) and it's my happy space, cooking, eating and making (read forcing) others to eat what I cook is the simple joy of my life!
It just makes me feel absolutely elated (successful) when that cake comes perfectly out of the oven or that pasta tastes exactly like what I'd wished it to be. Gives me a boost, encourages me to cook better (eat more!!). And I think most of get that exact same feeling? These days there so many food reality shows are on TV and I love the way how a televised version can make the most difficult preparations look so simple! (More on that in my next post.)
Food as I mentioned earlier gives us such simple joys of life like, a hot cup of cappuccino on a cold winter day, a divine pink lemonade on a hot sunny day, that perfect chaat on a weekend, that wonderful waffle in the morning for breakfast and steaming hot perfect tasting aloo ka parantha made by mom for lunch.. Ah bliss!
And for us (the women), we have food for every mood and occasion, for fighting break up blues buckets and buckets of ice-cream, chocolate for celebrations, caviar as an aphrodisiac and of course tons of coffee and tea for all the gossip sessions.
I like to believe that everybody is a little bit of a foodie inside, some admit while others just don't (I fail to understand why though).
Thankfully, I was born in Delhi and I love this city for more than just one reason. But the best part about Delhi is that it's a food lover's paradise. It has got every possible variety of food, from world class cuisines to yummy street food (Slurp!). This City is heaven for people who live to eat! For those who know how to pamper their taste buds, those who can appreciate that Karim's Nahari, that and also the perfectly made Blueberry Cheesecake at Big Chill at the same time.
There's an old French proverb "Appetite comes with eating; the more one has, the more one would have." I couldn't agree more.
