Welcome to my blog. I have a huge collection of recipes handed down through generations. I have written down recipes collected from my relatives and friends in a book. I thought I'd share these with you so you can experience the magic! The recipes in this blog are purely vegetarian. The style of cooking is South Indian, Tamilnadu vegetarian. I also plan to include recipes from around the globe like North Indian, Italian, French, Chinese, Thai etc.. Hope you enjoy reading my blog! Also check out my sister's website for more exotic recipeshttp://aarthirajesh.sslpowered.com/kitchen/. Continue to visit my blog for regular updates. The metamorphosis of a foodie
Stage 0-Ignoramus My most hated list:Breakfast 2. lunch box 3. teatime snacks (tiffin) and 4. dinner. Favourite pastime: Playing, playing, playing! I would rather enjoy a good game than be dragged to a lousy restaurant to gobble some food. How I hated wasting time on the lowest rated activity on my list of priorities!
Stage 1-Infancy Ice creams and chocolates taste good. Finger chips are yummy ….maybe pizza too. Eating is not so tedious after all; but why Can’t I eat only these foods?
Stage 2- Toddler Golden, sizzling hot dosas straight from the tawa and soft fluffy idlis do appear appetizing. Mom certainly knows how to tempt me with these. Yuck! I don’t know how people can stand the evil-looking milagu kozhambu or butter paneer masala. Surely they should set the tongue on fire!
Stage 3-Enlightenment I gaze with wonder as dad relishes poori with chole, as mom lovingly dips crispy vada into a bowl of onion sambar and as Aarthi akka eats her favourite bisi bela bath with sauted potatoes. They seem to enjoy their food so much; maybe I should give these a try.
Stage 4-A connoisseur of food How can anyone eat pongal without chutney and gothsu? Surely fried rice must be accompanied by gobi Manchurian. I am just dying to try the new Thai restaurant in town, although Italian food is so addictive. Nowadays birthdays in the family are never complete without a sumptuous dinner at a restaurant.
Stage 5-A figure-conscious gourmet Stages 1-4 kind of sums up my evolution into a hardcore foodie. Somehow the tastiest foods have a nasty habit of settling down as flab stubbornly at all the wrong places. Not to be deterred, I gaze at my reflection in the mirror after gorging myself with goodies.
Stage 6-Chef par excellence (in the making) I can’t make out thoor dal from channa dal. Married and in Houston, away from the goodies offered by such good cooks as my mom and mil, if I crave for Indian food I need to learn to cook. Armed with recipes taken down from a horde of relatives, I suppose I should succeed. My passion for food has spurred me into foraying into unknown territory. To date, cooking has never been a tiresome chore, but an enjoyable, satisfying experience! With great pleasure, I welcome you all to my cherished domain!!