Food Festival with my Parents

This is the first time in many years that I got to spend 4 months with my parents in Chennai.

All my growing up years, I have never thought of cooking for my lovely mother.

Now, 4 years after my marriage, this 4 month break gave me ample time to experiment with food and give my mother a break from the routine. All this and more, even with an infant at home is really exciting - Cooking time is efficient, ingredients are fresh, healthy meals are given a preference.

I can still not see myself cooking every day despite my interest in cooking. Maybe that will change with time. My little one is definitely my new source of inspiration to try out new cuisines and techniques. I have always been picky about what I eat and I know how much of a pain in the ass I am to my mother and mother in law. However, I have vowed to get my son to eat every vegetable and fruit. Only time will tell whether I will be successful in that herculean task I have bestowed upon myself. I have less than a week with my parents before I leave with my little one to Bangalore. Food has somehow brought us all together. While my parents will miss me and the kiddo, I will miss this entire experience that I never cherished before marriage. There are many classics that my mother cooked ever so deliciously, some of which I have tasted for the very first time. Here are some items that I managed to make and photograph, Got to get to the baby now. Hopefully I will continue to have..no..make time to write. This is just the beginning.

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