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Lockdown #2: Nightmare

 Cooking is not my passion!!

As I got to know what makes me happy likewise, I  understood that cooking is not my passion. As the lockdown started, there is no travel time. At a times, there were moments where I missed Bangalore traffic jam. Stuck in a traffic jam and reading book. Missing those days! A perfect reading time!

 With that travelling time nullified, Being foodie, I decided to use the time on cooking.. In the experiment process, I really burnt the  cake not one time , many times!! Broke n repaired the mixer in the trail of vada.. vada become corona ponda(semi cooked) etc..that was not less than any night mare.. I literally started hating to see the kitchen sink always filled with vessels.. Never ending cleaning process.. not even single cup of coffee was free..! cooking life sucks!!

Then only I realized that I do not have patience to measure the ingredients and mix the baker mix soothingly so that soft sponge cake can delight eyes + tongue. Nor I enjoy cleaning the vessels!!

The problem is that , I did not want to repeat it or do it until I make it perfect..  Exactly, to do something to the nearest perfection needs a lot of patience and passion.. So I never had that towards cooking..indeed never towards cleaning vessels.. ☹

Cooking was a need for me.. I decently make  few main dishes and curries and interestingly I was not bored to have the same menu every day as far as it is edible.. !!.. :😉

My signature dish , dosa , on dessert nothing.. ☹

On eating.. the menu list never ends.. lol.. ;-)

Well.. Meet you in next blog. Till than, comment n let me know how passionate you are towards cooking?

 

-Saritha Subramanian

Comments

  1. killersardarAugust 8, 2020 at 12:18 PM

    My daughter would love to be your assistant chef, when you find passion for cooking.... 😂😃😁😄

    Wonderful write up, keep jotting down more...

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    1. SarithaAugust 8, 2020 at 9:16 PM

      That's wonderful...I can build up the passion towards cooking..let me know when she can join..haha..

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