I've got a neighbor who bakes cakes professionally. Some people
may start drawing conclusions calling me lucky, but I'd say the opposite. When
you're greeted with the delightful aroma of freshly baked cake in the corridor
when you've come home from college, threatening to open those salivary glands,
it requires all the self control you posses to stop your hand that's itching to
ring the doorbell to your neighbor’s house instead of your own!
I'm no food lover. Yet, I can't describe food in just a few words.
Food is a delicacy. It’s an ancient art and like all forms of art keep
developing with time, so does food. Just like art, you've got traditional
authentic food, as when it was made in the time when our land was ruled by
royalty and everything used was fresh and new. On the other hand, you've got
fast food just like we have graffiti. Something captivating that comes up while
you're snapping your fingers or whistling a tune. It's fast and easy to cook up
with its own technique and way to go about it. Then comes Modern art, where you
let your hands do what they want, and travel the paper as they like to. You let
your heart control your movements and come up with some abstract design
(Translation: A mysterious "shape" that millions of people are
supposed to figure out) having a deep underlying meaning. So many chefs out
there are whipping out new dishes and blending together different tastes to
create something new and exotic. Sometimes, I feel we don't appreciate them
enough!
On another note, I eat only Jain food. In case you don't know what that means, Jain
food is vegetarian food with a few more restrictions. It doesn't include
underground vegetables as well like potatoes or onions. (Mind you, the reason
isn't because it grows underground. I guess most of what we Jain people can't
eat does (grow underground), which is why categorizing it like that seemed to
be easier.) Some people ask me why I follow it. Is it because I just believe in
my religion and it’s something I have to do? Or is it because I just can't
bring myself to eat other food? Honestly, it’s the latter. Just thinking about
killing something which can talk, see, smell and roam around the world like us
human beings makes me feel like a murderer. At the same time, I try my best to
respect my friends and not make a face when they eat. (Really, I do!) They
claim that I'm missing out on a large part of my life and that Jain food is
bland......
I accidently overheard them talking and approached them. The Indian guy also told me that his friends were planning to open a line of Jain resteraunts...Good Luck with that! :D |
.....So, you can't imagine my surprise when I walked on these people having a completely Jain spread at a restaurant! And they admitted that it tasted good too!
After looking at my mom and grand mom put in so much effort while
cooking and after looking at the way people can describe food and have
arguments about them with expressions on their face you never thought possible,
I realised that calling food just good, or even wonderful doesn't do it
justice. Some pasta may be delectably soft with a parcel of spiciness engulfing
it with flavours unknown, you may have hot rotis at your service which have
steam oozing out of it's unnoticeable pores as it flattens down and the ice
cream must be icily inviting with some scrumptious Belgian chocolate to die
for! Just listen to a food monster talk about food- you'll get my point if
you haven't already! :P
Kanksha :)
Thanks for reading!
Btw, I loveee taking pictures of food. If you get the correct angle and light, even apples can be made to look delicious. Not that I don't like apples.
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