Food...it means different things, to different people. To some, it's a means of staying alive; to others, a curse; and to most, a delight. Today, has been a wonderful gastronomic journey, of epic proportions! Does that even make sense? I don't know. I am way too excited to get started with my dinner RIGHT NOW.
What started off as a simple project, is turning out to be an amazing smelling pot of rice, complete with two layers of some realllly amazing looking/smelling/tasting chicken.
I have come to realize, that the actual process of cooking is more exciting to me than the eating itself. The smell of the juices, the color of the marinade, the texture of the gravy...bliss!
It all started with Krishna grinding garlic, red chilly and ginger in our iron grinding thingy (you know? the heavy iron thing with the rod, in which we grind spices? I am sure it has a name, Google it!). Have you ever smelt this particular smell? Do this as an experiment, peel some garlic, some ginger and green chilli. Put it all in a little bowl and grind it. And while it's being beaten to a pulp, breathe in. Intoxicating! I love the smell..it makes me drool! It makes me giggle like a little girl. This smell, reminds me of all that is good in life, like everything is perfect, as it should be. It makes me want to sleep with its memory forever etched in my (Olfactory?) mind. If there was a heaven, I bet this is what it would smell like. I think somebody should make a perfume with the smell of ginger garlic paste. I would follow anyone who wore this smell like a puppy in love. And I actually think I mean it.
The girls are usually very averse to the idea of adding ghee to their cooking. So when Krishna asked me to add 50 mL of ghee, with 100 mL of oil in a pot, I was delightfully surprised. For those of you who don't get the importance of that measurement, that's a lot of grease. That's almost a glass full of it!
Next up, we had to add all the nice smelling spices in the hot oil. Ho ho ho ho!! The smells!! I can't even begin to explain what went through me at that particular moment. You have to experience this, to really know what I am talking about. With every ingredient that was added to the pot, my excitement rose up by a notch. The frequency of my giggling was up by several. I couldn't wait to get started with our meal.
By the time the food was ready, I was quite worked up with all the smells seeping in into my room. I took three (very generous) helpings of the Biryani. It was everything I had imagined it to be. I give full credit to Krishna for providing me with 4 hours of uninterrupted foodie bliss. I hope we don't have too many of these experiences in our lives, I would hate to die of a heart attack at the age of 30.
I also hope I made you crave something delectable and completely unachievable. Good luck with raiding your food stores, I doubt you are going to find anything satisfactory to eat at this very moment. (evil laughter) Meanwhile, feel free to feed on these pictures!
Happy Hunger Pangs.
Naina T.
What started off as a simple project, is turning out to be an amazing smelling pot of rice, complete with two layers of some realllly amazing looking/smelling/tasting chicken.
I have come to realize, that the actual process of cooking is more exciting to me than the eating itself. The smell of the juices, the color of the marinade, the texture of the gravy...bliss!
It all started with Krishna grinding garlic, red chilly and ginger in our iron grinding thingy (you know? the heavy iron thing with the rod, in which we grind spices? I am sure it has a name, Google it!). Have you ever smelt this particular smell? Do this as an experiment, peel some garlic, some ginger and green chilli. Put it all in a little bowl and grind it. And while it's being beaten to a pulp, breathe in. Intoxicating! I love the smell..it makes me drool! It makes me giggle like a little girl. This smell, reminds me of all that is good in life, like everything is perfect, as it should be. It makes me want to sleep with its memory forever etched in my (Olfactory?) mind. If there was a heaven, I bet this is what it would smell like. I think somebody should make a perfume with the smell of ginger garlic paste. I would follow anyone who wore this smell like a puppy in love. And I actually think I mean it.
The girls are usually very averse to the idea of adding ghee to their cooking. So when Krishna asked me to add 50 mL of ghee, with 100 mL of oil in a pot, I was delightfully surprised. For those of you who don't get the importance of that measurement, that's a lot of grease. That's almost a glass full of it!
Next up, we had to add all the nice smelling spices in the hot oil. Ho ho ho ho!! The smells!! I can't even begin to explain what went through me at that particular moment. You have to experience this, to really know what I am talking about. With every ingredient that was added to the pot, my excitement rose up by a notch. The frequency of my giggling was up by several. I couldn't wait to get started with our meal.
By the time the food was ready, I was quite worked up with all the smells seeping in into my room. I took three (very generous) helpings of the Biryani. It was everything I had imagined it to be. I give full credit to Krishna for providing me with 4 hours of uninterrupted foodie bliss. I hope we don't have too many of these experiences in our lives, I would hate to die of a heart attack at the age of 30.
I also hope I made you crave something delectable and completely unachievable. Good luck with raiding your food stores, I doubt you are going to find anything satisfactory to eat at this very moment. (evil laughter) Meanwhile, feel free to feed on these pictures!
Happy Hunger Pangs.
Naina T.
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