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Amma's plate

 As a kid, I always thought that the most interesting food was on my Amma's plate. She would add many of the items she made on her plate, pair it up beautifully with pickles, and relish every bite she had.

It seemed weird to me at that time that someone could enjoy the food that she herself prepared, praise it openly and savour every morsel. Forwarding time to now, when Amma is not around, I find myself doing exactly what she used to. I cook my lunch and eat it with so much joy that now my son finds my plate tempting. Yesterday, he polished off 1/4th of my lunch. It was such a joy looking at him enjoy food out of my plate. He is definitely a foodie and enjoys variety in his food choices. While he would take an hour to finish his own food, when I was feeding him off of my plate, it seemed to disappear much faster.

These are memories that I hope he will remember when he grows older and I am no longer around. I want him to remember me fondly like I remember Amma every time I enjoy my food. 

Until next time, Happy Eating! 

                                       

Coconut Rice, Tamarind Rice, Lemon Rice, Curd Rice and Air-fried Baby corn.

Ready-made paratha with Paav Bhaaji and Lemony Onions

Jasmine rice with Thai Red Curry, chips and peanuts!



Comments

Niharika. said…
Such a heartwarming post.
January 28, 2022 at 11:51 AM
Kannan Rajkot said…
Mouth watering plates
I am sure I would also speedily polish off the stuff if given a chance
January 28, 2022 at 11:55 AM
Roo said…
Such a lovely post and what a lovely memory! I have similar memories and they just came rushing back!
January 28, 2022 at 5:20 PM
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