How far would I travel for the best meal of my life?
Not too far. To my kitchen. I am not a culinary specialist by any means but the best meal of my life can be prepared with fresh, homemade spices that are delivered from India every six months; the utensils that have seen me grow from just making food to cooking with patience and smiles; my obedient spatulas that been seasoned enough over the flame and the faithful stove that has never let me down – translating my simple skills into a clean, perfect meal.
No meal is complete without a distinct setting – I would carry the food out to my backyard on a humid afternoon when it is raining; seat myself on an old but comfortable, patio armchair and watch every shred of grass, every shrub, fed with pearly water while I savor my sumptuous lunch. A glass of water from a cool, earthen pot will serve as the best companion throughout.
Some find best meals at places they love most, some find it in their favorite restaurants – to me the best meal is not the one that makes you ecstatic to lust for food, but the one that brings a smile to your face with its freshness, authenticity, accessibility and simplicity.
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Here’s $0.50. I love homemade simple food with good spices. Not spicy hot,but yummy hot. Backyard eating is better than eating in front of the tube. Do you have any good recipe?
Thanks for reading! Indian cooking is full of recipes – not sure which one you may prefer?
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