An eventful Coffee!!

Once a milk hater, now an ‘early morning cup of coffee’ ¬†lover. That’s me!

How did I become one? Simple. Before wedding, someone else always made breakfast. Be it mom, or the cook at the various hostels I stayed, someone else made my breakfast. So, all I had to do was get ready and have a steamy hot breakfast but post wedding, I have to make my own breakfast. ūüė¶ (The sad smiley at this point is really appropriate.) And to do that, I need to wake up. And coffee helps me do just that.And over the period of months, I’ve began to love it.

That’s where my story starts.I woke up today morning with the same love for coffee. Forcing myself out of bed, I made myself a cup of coffee.I was quite sad that my coffee powder was getting over.(It was my favourite brand of coffee and an Indian one too. So where we stay, we don’t quite get it regularly.I’ve been on the lookout for that brand in the last two shopping trips I went but rather unsuccesfully.) So you see, I had to¬†savor¬†the final cups of this brand.

I took a sip of the coffee and it tasted quite exceptional today.Just the way I like it.Ah!! Bliss. I logged onto facebook, took another sip and placed the cup on the table.And !!@#$%^&* there’s coffee everywhere. On the table, on the papers, on the couch, on the book that I was reading last night and ON THE CARPET.(Not again!!!). I quickly brought in my personal commando (hubby) and did some damage control. But the damage on the carpet was done.

Now is probably a  good time to tell you that I am a queen of dropping/spilling drinks and the like.I had earlier spilt coke on the carpet some time back, very close to the spot that I spilt coffee today.Sigh!.Anyway, I made myself another cup of coffee and made sure I did not spill this one too. And of course, I savored every sip of it.

Few lessons learnt today.

  • Coffee wakes you up. But only if you get enough of it in your system.After just two sips, your body is still sleeping. So beware of what you do.
  • Apparently, coffee stains on a cream shade carpet is much better looking than the coke stain on the carpet which tends to turn black after multiple attempts of washing it off.
  • Always keep some reserve milk, sugar, coffee powder every time you make coffee. If you are down to your last cup, DO NOT DRINK IT. Cause if you spill it, you won’t have back up.
  • Coffee tastes best just when it is about to be spilt and the moments after it is spilt.So watch out¬†every time¬†your coffee tastes amazing.
Why did I blog about this??In hope that my experience today saves someone’s coffee someday!!!

Which cook type are you?

All my life, I’ve been eating.Eating what some one else prepared. While, I always appreciated the food I ate,I never spared a thought to the cook behind all the food I was eating. But all that changed once I got married.Now, I have to eat what I prepare and somehow, I’m not loving it.

Being a ‘vella vetti illatha‘ person, I think a lot. And during the course of one of my thinking sessions, I realized that there are many a type of cooks in this world. Of course, I will not spare you the details of my thought. But, before I go into that, let me introduce my readers to the famous Tamil (an Indian language) phrase that I mentioned before . Vella vetti illatha means no job or work.To know how it is¬†pronounced, go to Google translate and type ‘vaela vetti illatha’ and chose ‘from’¬†language¬†as Tamil and click on the ‘Listen’ button or press the ‘read phonetically’ button. And listen.It’s pretty close to the real¬†pronunciation.

So, back to where we were. The different kind of cooks.

  1. Type 1- The new cook : Full of enthusiasm for cooking. Want to try out various dishes. But is a little apprehensive of the outcome.Significant action is the ignorance to the amount of salt to be added in the dish.
  2. Type 2- The still self claimed ‘New’ cook: Not at all happy about cooking. Even after a year and a half, will still think that he/she is a new cook and can hence be excused from the quality of the dish.By a stroke of luck, sometimes dishes turn out good. Focus is more on ways and means to balance the ‘too much’ salt or spice in the dish.
  3. Type 3- The bad cook : Technically no one falls in this category though every type 2 cook thinks he/she is a type 3. Almost all dishes suck big time.
  4. Type 4- The good cook: Happens with¬†experience over a period of years.Can¬†guarantee¬†the outcome of the dish.Every Type 2 cook’s dream.
  5. Type 5- The extraordinarily born¬†genius¬†cook : Every type 2 cook’s envy.And the cause of my despair at times.All my friends seem to be in this category. I have a friend who is a vegetarian but she cooks amazing non-vegetarian dishes. How, you ask? I seriously don’t know.Like I said, born genius. (Now, this is the part where you (the reader), scroll down and leave a comment saying something that goes like ‘ It ok…. No one likes their own cooking…..I am sure you are an amazing cook…,etc.Basically anything that would make me feel better.)
So, which type are you?

How would you like your rice? Sweet or Salty?

This day¬†definitely¬†falls under my ‘cooking disaster’ days. You know how certain days you want to do something special for someone and totally end up screwing it? This is just one of those days for me.Hubby darling was coming home for lunch and so I decided to cook up a nice meal for him. A lunch of Vegetable Pulao(vp) and Prawns.That’s where my posts begins.

What I hoped to cook

Now, to understand what’s the big deal about vp, you should understand my past history. Me and vp go way back.I’ve tried vp quite a few times and every time, it was nothing short of ‘barely edible’.( my hubby being the darling he is, ate¬†every time¬†without complaining. OK, one time, he did say that the salt was less.)Now, if you are a cook yourself and you have tried Indian¬†cuisine, you¬†would¬†probably be thinking in your head,’What’s the big deal about vp.It is after all a very simple dish’.To which I say, ‘I KNOW.How simple can it get huh? But still, this is me ūüė¶ ‘

So, this time I did not want to screw it up. I went by the rules. I got every ingredient into the rice cooker, measured the right amount of water,cilli,etc, etc.I was kinda running short of time. If you’re wondering why I decided to cook vp (when I have such a horrible past with it) as a special lunch for hubby. Well, that’s where the prawns come in. ūüôā It is my icing on the cake. You see, my hubby also has a very special relationship with any kind of meat. ūüôā It kinda closes his taste buds to anything else. So, if the vp had come out well, it would have been a bonus. ūüôā

So, here comes the disastrous part of the story.I am kinda stingy with salt. Not that I want to save it, but I am generally nervous about putting in too much salt. So I put in the salt. And I tasted the food. Hmmm din’t taste good. So I decided my vp needed more salt.(I also remembered my hubby’s past comment) . So I put in more salt and tasted it. Din’t taste the way I imagined it to taste. So, I was about to put in more salt. To my horror, I¬†realized¬†I was holding the sugar pot .Need I explain what all would have gone through my mind?

I quickly switched into the disaster control mode. I threw out the water and did the most wisest thing that I had done in quite some time. Made a call to my hubby and told him to eat at his office food court. ūüė¶ . I did some damage control to my vp and now, I am left to eat it all alone.How it turned out will and should remain a mystery to¬†the¬†readers (unless, by some miracle it turns out well.In that case, I will update ūüôā )

Maybe it is too soon, but I actually thought of changing my blog title to ‘My kitchen Disasters’. ūüôā Every cloud has a silver lining right? This is my lining . I got a post topic out of this. ūüôā (Now if you are asking why do I¬†embarrassed¬†myself like this? . I don’t know. I really don’t . Maybe I should stop telling stuff like this to the world. ūüė¶ )

Disclaimer : I am a good cook.I really am.No, seriously I am. This is just one of my mad bad days.