It’s a little weird that I am starting a food blog. I hated cooking all through my life and the few things that I cooked were also terrible. Whenever my mom used to call me into the kitchen I used to make excuses and run away from her. If she had to go out of town for a day or two, she would prepare everything and keep it ready. That way I never had an opportunity to learn and never showed interest in cooking. The first time I cooked something, I remember a friend of mine tasted and told me that I should never attempt to cook and just hire a cook instead. Today it’s very strange that I am able to cook and learnt it in a very short span. The best thing is that I am enjoying it!
All thanks to moving out of my mom’s place, it gave me a wonderful opportunity to explore something which I had never tried in my life. When people used to ask me how would I manage on my own? I used to smile and say “That’s in my genes. My mom and granny are awesome cooks and I am confident that it will be in my genes too”. I don’t know if it’s the magic of the genes or my interest, but something did work.
The reason I wanted to start this blog is for my mom. She has a huge collection of recipes, most of it in her memory and some in various books. Someday I want to be able to cook like her (I know it’s not possible). This blog is an effort to retain all her recipes (as I have a bad memory, can’t recall) handy.