My 2 year old son loves eating cucumber slices. He would get excited when he spots cut cucumber slices on the table. So yesterday when i was peeling a cucumber, i was suddenly reminded of my late maternal grandmother. She was the one who taught me how to un-bitter a cucumber. She skillfully sliced off the tips of the cucumber, rubbed them against the exposed, cut area until there was white froth forming at the edges. She would then wash them and peel them for me. I would enjoy eating the juicy slices, not thinking this memory would mean so much to me. There are so many little experiences in our lives that stay with us forever. I am amazed how I can never cut cucumber without thinking about her. How I wish i learned more from her. How i wish i was as talented and resourceful as she was. If only i learned my lesson earlier than so late when i cannot even speak to her if i wished to. I loved watching her cook. I loved watching her make Khaja..a deep fried sweet filled with ghee and dre
From my heart !