First baby steps, first words from a baby that makes entire world brighter for a mother, first day of school (if u remember it), first cup of tea u make for your dad, first chapati u burn which was rolled out, first trip u take with your parents, first date, first kiss.. list is endless. One thing I have learnt till now, although any first is hard and sometimes unexpectedly shocking or sometimes just full of pure joy. This one feels like the last kind.
I have never been much of a writer, I prefer to be a talker. But I cook. I cook not out of responsibility or to feed my family but because I love cooking. It gives immense pleasure to experience the love and warmth that a hot plate of food or sometimes even a cold one can share.
So here I start with the first one, start of my food blog where I will be sharing the love and warmth to a bigger circle.
I plan to file the recipes I tried, succeeded, loved ; here!
Bon Appetit!
I have never been much of a writer, I prefer to be a talker. But I cook. I cook not out of responsibility or to feed my family but because I love cooking. It gives immense pleasure to experience the love and warmth that a hot plate of food or sometimes even a cold one can share.
So here I start with the first one, start of my food blog where I will be sharing the love and warmth to a bigger circle.
I plan to file the recipes I tried, succeeded, loved ; here!
Bon Appetit!
