a mail interchange between me & mine.. this noon. it's extremely amusing, to me. and i HAD to post it here. so i could always r'ber it!
the lines are verbatim. from the mails.
mail 1:
vin: lunch is awesome....:)
did u give me all of it or u kept some...
reply:
me: gave u all of it. enjoy! :) *i usually cook dinner*
reply-2-reply:
vin: :(.. we dont have anythin to eat now...??
P.S.
i would like to clarify that we DO have food to eat. or rather, we will. once i stop blogging, get off my fat a$@# and cook!
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Feb 27, 2008
Dec 20, 2007
easy? yeah, right!
i have a predicament. actually, it's more of a realization.
now, if u've been following this blog for a while, u'd know that i recently *a year ago* learnt to cook. before u shudder or move on directly to the comments section and say something smart-alecky.. THAT is not the problem!
the problem, however, is this. i screw up the simplest dishes.
picture this:
6 people coming over for dinner. last minute notice. i can manage to cook appetizers, main course and of course, we buy the desert! *what did u think, i was superwoman!?* but d point is i usually manage to cook decently enough for whoever's eating to help themselves to seconds. and sometimes ask me how i cooked it. and trust me, i quite pride myself on such occasions! *i also brag about it to suruchi/minal.. whoever i find online.* i'm not overtly fond of cooking, but i manage.
then, after a couple of days of eating "rich" food, when the tummy wants a simple meal. umm... i screw it up! meals as simple as daal/chawal *not d the chawal, i screw up d daal*, rajma, or even the wretched boiled aloo sabzi!
i can make kick-ass palak paneer, but boiled aloo ki traditional maharashtrian sabzi? oh gosh!
i KNOW how to cook these. trust me, my mom and my MIL thot that these wud be the only things i'd be cooking. *d rest of them cudn't imagine me cooking. still can't.* and there i am! proving them wrong all over again!
i tried following recipes *which, has never worked for me*, i tried going with the flow and cooking it as i cook other food. naah, not working. i even tried reading mom's recipe and doing everything the same way and STILL screwed it up! what is it!?
and this is supposed to be easy-to-cook, u know! i remember my aunt once saying, 'if someone's coming over unannounced for dinner, just boil those potatoes and cook it up. simplest thing to make'.
*me hass a looong puppy face as i write this.*
it's like "beti ko chai banaana toh aata hi hoga?" DAMN! wrong example. i can't make tea either! well, we both are coffee drinkers! so that's not really an issue!
but d point is, WHY are these allegedly simple dishes SO complicated for me?! and why is it that i manage perfectly well with everything that's supposedly complicated? i think V was right... my brains ARE in my pinkie toe! :(
i wish i cud figure out how not to screw this up. either that, or how to not feel guilty when i screw it up. oh, wait! i already know that!
now, if u've been following this blog for a while, u'd know that i recently *a year ago* learnt to cook. before u shudder or move on directly to the comments section and say something smart-alecky.. THAT is not the problem!
the problem, however, is this. i screw up the simplest dishes.
picture this:
6 people coming over for dinner. last minute notice. i can manage to cook appetizers, main course and of course, we buy the desert! *what did u think, i was superwoman!?* but d point is i usually manage to cook decently enough for whoever's eating to help themselves to seconds. and sometimes ask me how i cooked it. and trust me, i quite pride myself on such occasions! *i also brag about it to suruchi/minal.. whoever i find online.* i'm not overtly fond of cooking, but i manage.
then, after a couple of days of eating "rich" food, when the tummy wants a simple meal. umm... i screw it up! meals as simple as daal/chawal *not d the chawal, i screw up d daal*, rajma, or even the wretched boiled aloo sabzi!
i can make kick-ass palak paneer, but boiled aloo ki traditional maharashtrian sabzi? oh gosh!
i KNOW how to cook these. trust me, my mom and my MIL thot that these wud be the only things i'd be cooking. *d rest of them cudn't imagine me cooking. still can't.* and there i am! proving them wrong all over again!
i tried following recipes *which, has never worked for me*, i tried going with the flow and cooking it as i cook other food. naah, not working. i even tried reading mom's recipe and doing everything the same way and STILL screwed it up! what is it!?
and this is supposed to be easy-to-cook, u know! i remember my aunt once saying, 'if someone's coming over unannounced for dinner, just boil those potatoes and cook it up. simplest thing to make'.
*me hass a looong puppy face as i write this.*
it's like "beti ko chai banaana toh aata hi hoga?" DAMN! wrong example. i can't make tea either! well, we both are coffee drinkers! so that's not really an issue!
but d point is, WHY are these allegedly simple dishes SO complicated for me?! and why is it that i manage perfectly well with everything that's supposedly complicated? i think V was right... my brains ARE in my pinkie toe! :(
i wish i cud figure out how not to screw this up. either that, or how to not feel guilty when i screw it up. oh, wait! i already know that!
Jul 5, 2007
consistently hungry
when it comes to food, i'm genuinely consistent. i can still r'ber what i like at which restaurant. and the waiters' names at most places too! of course, i shall not name anyone. what if they don't want to associate with me anymore?!
maaji sagar - for a period of 25 days, i called and ordered cheese-chutney sandwich. vibs was on leave, so there wasn't anybody to tell me that they served other food as well.
pronto's - the pollo something pasta, i think it was! *can't r'ber italian!* the guy recognized me even after a break of 8 months *i was in muscat*. when i called him after returning to b'bay, he asked "u were on a long leave. got married?" i never called them after that day! in fact, i shifted jobs! *this was NOT the only reason, trust me!*
crystal - mercifully, i had company this time. my order of paneer bhurji, chapatis and aamras was as consistent as doggie's paneer bhurji, chapati and kheer. if we'd visited them for 2 more days, i think doggie wud've got complimentary kheer for his consistency. *i'm not alone!*
muscat bakery - every afternoon, i used to have d same sandwich and mango juice. the desi uncle saved me a sandwich once when i was running late. he gave me complimentary mango juice the day i was leaving.
kargeen - i ALWAYS had d same pasta. and would think a lot and finalize on the mango juice. always.
vitthal's - sabudana khichadi without dhaniya. and aamras. suruchi kept experimenting till she finalized on her faves. by then, i didn't need to tell them what i wanted. i think they'd start up a dish of khichadi & aamras for me while they waited for suruchi to place her order. *i don't know the waiter's name here!*
barista - now this has locational significance.
::bandra-chocolate brownie with choc sauce. warmed a little. and hot chocolate with hazelnut.
::times house - apple cake with chocolate sauce. and hot chocolate. the guy actually saved us a slice on a particularly busy day. i still feel bad i didn't go and say bye to him on my last day!
::phoenix- mocha pastry. *PLZ remind me wot d exact name was?* slightly warmed. and hot chocolate with hazelnut. i can never forgive this dude. he smiled happily *wonder y HE was so happy* when he saw us walk in one day and announced, before i cud tell him what i wanted, "no mocha pastry today". JERK!
sports bar - the waiter knew where i was from, how many siblings i have, my b'day et al. once, after a p'larly long break *of ONE whole week*, we landed up at sports bar on my b'day to have lunch! while leaving, the manager actually sed "see you soon". i stayed away for a month after that!
home deli - lachcha paratha and butter paneer. 3 parathas. no dhaniya in d sabzi. one mosambi juice. i hadn't realized that i was having this regularly till the guy started recognizing my voice. all i had to say was "R bhaiyya, hungama se bol rahe hain..." and he'd say "yes ma'am. will be there in 15 mins." on days i had to order for more people, i had to call twice. and specify that i wanted more food! even if someone else ordered parathas and paneer, they'd send it without dhaniya. to rayshma. :)
laxmi - always parle g. 4 packets. INR 5 each. later, poo relieved me of this duty. she used to either go down and get them for me or call laxmi & order. it had come to a point that i thought each time i passed laxmi *we had to pass there to get to or from offc* they were pointing at me and saying "parle g gurl"
noodle bar - i ALWAYS thought a lot. and ended up ordering the same wok! i can still r'ber exactly wot i wanted in mine. when i go back to b'bay, i sure wanna have d same wok again!
someday, i hope that i shall be more adventurous in my quest for food. till then, am happy to know that people remember me and my choice of cuisine!
maaji sagar - for a period of 25 days, i called and ordered cheese-chutney sandwich. vibs was on leave, so there wasn't anybody to tell me that they served other food as well.
pronto's - the pollo something pasta, i think it was! *can't r'ber italian!* the guy recognized me even after a break of 8 months *i was in muscat*. when i called him after returning to b'bay, he asked "u were on a long leave. got married?" i never called them after that day! in fact, i shifted jobs! *this was NOT the only reason, trust me!*
crystal - mercifully, i had company this time. my order of paneer bhurji, chapatis and aamras was as consistent as doggie's paneer bhurji, chapati and kheer. if we'd visited them for 2 more days, i think doggie wud've got complimentary kheer for his consistency. *i'm not alone!*
muscat bakery - every afternoon, i used to have d same sandwich and mango juice. the desi uncle saved me a sandwich once when i was running late. he gave me complimentary mango juice the day i was leaving.
kargeen - i ALWAYS had d same pasta. and would think a lot and finalize on the mango juice. always.
vitthal's - sabudana khichadi without dhaniya. and aamras. suruchi kept experimenting till she finalized on her faves. by then, i didn't need to tell them what i wanted. i think they'd start up a dish of khichadi & aamras for me while they waited for suruchi to place her order. *i don't know the waiter's name here!*
barista - now this has locational significance.
::bandra-chocolate brownie with choc sauce. warmed a little. and hot chocolate with hazelnut.
::times house - apple cake with chocolate sauce. and hot chocolate. the guy actually saved us a slice on a particularly busy day. i still feel bad i didn't go and say bye to him on my last day!
::phoenix- mocha pastry. *PLZ remind me wot d exact name was?* slightly warmed. and hot chocolate with hazelnut. i can never forgive this dude. he smiled happily *wonder y HE was so happy* when he saw us walk in one day and announced, before i cud tell him what i wanted, "no mocha pastry today". JERK!
sports bar - the waiter knew where i was from, how many siblings i have, my b'day et al. once, after a p'larly long break *of ONE whole week*, we landed up at sports bar on my b'day to have lunch! while leaving, the manager actually sed "see you soon". i stayed away for a month after that!
home deli - lachcha paratha and butter paneer. 3 parathas. no dhaniya in d sabzi. one mosambi juice. i hadn't realized that i was having this regularly till the guy started recognizing my voice. all i had to say was "R bhaiyya, hungama se bol rahe hain..." and he'd say "yes ma'am. will be there in 15 mins." on days i had to order for more people, i had to call twice. and specify that i wanted more food! even if someone else ordered parathas and paneer, they'd send it without dhaniya. to rayshma. :)
laxmi - always parle g. 4 packets. INR 5 each. later, poo relieved me of this duty. she used to either go down and get them for me or call laxmi & order. it had come to a point that i thought each time i passed laxmi *we had to pass there to get to or from offc* they were pointing at me and saying "parle g gurl"
noodle bar - i ALWAYS thought a lot. and ended up ordering the same wok! i can still r'ber exactly wot i wanted in mine. when i go back to b'bay, i sure wanna have d same wok again!
someday, i hope that i shall be more adventurous in my quest for food. till then, am happy to know that people remember me and my choice of cuisine!
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