So we did go out for dinner. My daughter was sold on the idea. But i got the Malhotra ladies - Mama and Reshma to come across for starters instead before we head out. And much as they tried, it is hard not to be critical of something that tastes like nothing!
The mashys were too stiff. I offered - not enough milk. As it turns out my mother says if you whip them too much also you let all the air out. NOW I FIND OUT. The cutlets tasted like cottage cheese. Period. With some salt. And my mother and sister loved the coriander chutney i served with it. Yes, you got it right. Thats the one thing I did not make. They did take down the recipe for it though. No pressure. No Problem. The devilled eggs turned out okay said my mother and then didn't touch anther piece. Maybe Manisha was right about relish. And the dip well, my sister said if nothing else, Raunaq willl have a lot of quick fix recipes at the end of this.
Wow, i think the food I make is easier to eat alone. Because along with the awful pasta i can also make believe. It's very hard to stay unaffected when the people who love you most in this world are hoping in silent prayer you will give it up and still smiling their encouragement as they brush their teeth after tasting your cooking. Husband, daughter mother, sister. How many more people in my family can I coerce into eating the food I cook. Maybe I should make a list of everyone I am not a fan of and invite them one by one.
Brave, bailing Manisha, who has not actually tasted my food, has suggested a cook off tonight. I guess cooking can be fun for some people. Like the relish, I have coolly said "Sure". Now I am panicking. What can i make in front of other people that doesn't make look like an utter nincumpoop. Damn book on my desk at work!
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