Few years back I had never thought that I would like cooking ever in life. But I did. Sometime back when I had lot of extra time to kill I thought of finding a hobby for myself. Cooking looked interesting to me. I could never start full time cooking like some of good chef friends of mine (Ranta, Vidit, Manjeet) who make lots of different things. Ranta for that matter is a passionate cook. He makes Rajma (Dal in his language :P), Rice, Capsicum, etc pretty well. Thanks to them that we had a blast at Manjeet’s place last year once when we all joined hands and cooked lots of things (Rajma, paneer pakoras, Dal etc) and ate like kings.
I was at home once for a month before starting my career full time and had thought to learn cooking from my Mom who is one of the best cooks (Thanks to her that I have grown fat at home :(). I actually made Mooli, Gobi paranthas once at home (OK! I admit that she helped me) and made them well too.
Last Saturday my Mom went to Delhi with my sisters for some shopping (My sister’s marriage is round the corner, so you can guess shopping was for what.) and gave me the RESPONSIBILITY to prepare Chapatis for Dad. Uhu Uhu! Can you digest that. Well I took the challenge.
When Dad came home I asked him whether he would like to have Paranthas or Chapatis in Dinner. Obviously he laughed at me :(. But I still took the challenge. And guess what? I did make decent Gobi Paranthas without Mom around to guide me. Ha! It felt good. 4 Gobi Paranthas, more or less round in shape, with decent looks (un-burnt and stuff) :). It was really a good experience and a good feeling of achievement in the end. When Mom and Sis came back they were amazed with what I had done in their absence.
Time to learn some more things, wanna try??