While scrolling my Facebook today (after ages) I came across this meme that read, ‘Women belong in the Kitchen, Men belong in the kitchen, Everyone belongs in the kitchen, because KITCHEN HAS FOOD‘. My reaction which started off with a frown ended up with a ‘So true man!’.
Wait! here’s my mother’s Food instagram page, so that, you know where this passion comes from. My love and passion for food dates back to probably highschool, with me glued to those shows on Fox Traveller which explored food across the world. From that point, food for me was art, even 5 years ago I wrote this article on food. Every place I go to, the first priority is its cuisine.
I have lived in Varanasi for a few years, and how do I tell you that feeling of waking up on a lazy Sunday and going out to eat Varanasi’s literally world famous Kachori, sabzi and jalebi. Everything we did in Varanasi, from boating to eating at any neighbouring outlet was literally world famous, and we would crack this joke everytime we tried something new in the place. As soon as it was evening, the only audible buzz in the hostel was on food, and the hostel evening snack was a tragedy. Someone or the other would tell us about something new (and cheap, because broke students) and we would run to try that. Once when I was about to have my dinner my roommate told me about a lady nearby who sold Moong Dal Halwa ( a dessert), I was outside my hostel in exact 3 minutes of receiving the information. Are you reading yet? Thank you.
I think Varanasi and its Food deserve a whole new article, I’ll work on it soon. And wait, shoutout to my university’s food center’s Gulabjamun, oh! how I loved them. I’m usually the very attentive kind of student in class, who never eats her tiffin during classes, not bragging but that makes this more funny because once I and a couple of friends were dying because HUNGER, and pathetic hostel breakfast, so in the middle of the class goes an online order for CHOCO LAVA CAKE, (I am otherwise usually broke, poor) but Wait! What? Delievery in 15 minutes and the class ends after 25 minutes, and we start praying. Thanks to the kindness of the professor who could sense our hunger because hours of continuous classes, he left early and in went the melting delicacy.
I cook sometimes because I believe if you are a true food lover, you should know how to cook, my favourite part is experimenting with my food and don’t get me started on how many of them failed. A friend once recommended me to write about my kitchen disasters, there were so many of them, okay so that too someday soon. But not all of them fail and it is mainly through my failed experiments that I have gained my cooking experience. And wait I also started my youtube channel recently, Book lovers will have a good time, so please subscribe! Relevance to food? None, just innocent advertisement.
So, your interest in this article will determine if I should write more on food. So, go ahead, engage with this article! Like and do comment!
-Mrinalini Raj (My instagram)