The Cook

I don't know how this would look to anyone else but it was delicious. Accompanied by aam-ka-achaar and followed by yoghurt, it made for a sumptuous dinner. But this afternoon, we broke the healthy streak of succesful experiments in food, where quantities and ingredients were the outcomes of group discussions and random calculations. We had to make do with two rather uncooked pizzas. And to think they were bought ready-to-cook! The mushrooms and the half-cooked cheese tasted a little too eek-y.

By the way, Ghalib insists that I acknowledge his contribution to the making of this pulao. So, let me acknowledge his contribution without which, this pulao could not have been made [and so on...]

[This post was abandoned midway because there were too many gaps in between.]