Finally in the kitchen!!

My amma had a transfer to a remote place last week and that means no more home made food. I had some basic lessons from her on how to cook. The theory seemed to be so easy, the only thing is you have to wait for 20 minutes after keeping the stuff in stove (for most of the items). But I was so sure that the cooking thing will never happen as I believe I’ll never get bored of hotel food. Now, how I ended up cooking.

 

This day my father fell ill and I decided to make kanji for him and did it comfortably as there is no need to be bothered about the salt and other ingredient quantities. The prime difficulty is in getting accustomed with the environment. I made about 10 calls to my amma enquiring where the matchbox is, how to switch on the gas cylinder etc etc. Now the hard part was yet to come – to make the curry (I too planned to taste my first dish and I needed something with rice).  I had another theory class on making the easiest of all curries, payaru curry (peas curry), but I completely forgot that. Now What???? I was not ready to quit. Called up amma again and this time I didn’t cut the mobile phone. And she virtually made the curry through me.

 

And to my amusement it tasted good!

 

Now the other side of it..

 

The kitchen was a mess after the whole thing. (I reverted it though)

 

I burned my hand. (It’s a silly burn)

 

There was a lot of curry and there was no way other than throwing it away.  

 

My father popped up the opinion of cooking again today L . (We tried a new dish, but this business is not so interesting)

BTW I had my first salary