It’s that time of the year

When the family meets for a big fat wedding yet again.

Talking in loud voices is their forte

About many a tale of their golden days.

 

Of times spent at the great big house

Where more than 40 dined every day

The house of a beauty from Kethandapatti

And my grandfather, dark & lanky.

 

They dearly reminiscence about delicacies

Of festive sweets and savories

Conjured up in humungous quantities

Over hot wooden fires by that very beauty.

 

They had always gone away

With tummies full every day

They enjoy reliving the taste of her hand

Just by talking about it, isn’t that grand?

 

My grandmother is popularly and fondly remembered as the ‘Kitchen Queen’. Cooking is a life skill I believe all men and women should learn. Well, she excelled at it. She spent most of her younger years in the kitchen, making great big meals on huge wooden fires. Also, other than the family(8 kids) and the extended family, she regularly fed many who my grandfather had invited in off the road. This is a small dedication to all her hard work & skills.

 

Kitchen Queen: #AtoZChallenge
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25 thoughts on “Kitchen Queen: #AtoZChallenge

    • April 15, 2017 at 10:55 am
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      Sorry about your grandmother dr.

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  • April 14, 2017 at 3:08 pm
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    I love what you wrote about ur grandma. Both my grandmothers weren’t, but my Mum is a kitchen queen. I just try.
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    • April 15, 2017 at 10:55 am
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      I am sure you are pretty good yourself:)

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  • April 14, 2017 at 2:59 am
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    What a lovely tribute to your grandmother. When I lived in India family and relatives were always around and our get together swerve big and grand and so much fun. I miss that.

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    • April 15, 2017 at 10:57 am
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      yes are family gatherings are grand affairs, so many people and such loud noises:)

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  • April 14, 2017 at 12:02 am
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    I am a nervous cook when it comes to preparing meals for anyone other than immediate family. So, I don’t prepare meals for large gatherings. I admire those with that ability!

    Trudy @ Reel Focus
    Food in Film: Kibble

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    • April 15, 2017 at 11:04 am
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      I am in the same boat.. have no experience for cooking for more than 4 people at a time. I don’t try for lack of getting all the ratio and proportions wrong!

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  • April 13, 2017 at 10:53 pm
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    Lovely ode to your grandmother. Mine was the same. I’ve never tasted anything as delicious as her food (not even my mum’s).
    I like your style of writing.
    My L post is about my grandmother…how odd I should stumble upon yours when I’m about to write mine!
    K is for Khamir

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    • April 15, 2017 at 11:05 am
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      Thanks Arti. Will come read the one about yours.

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  • April 13, 2017 at 8:16 pm
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    Cooking is a very important part of my life. It’s relaxing, and I love sharing a good meal with friends. Funny story, though: as a little boy, my family actively discouraged me from learning to cook. One family member told me, “Don’t worry, you don’t need to know this stuff. When you grow up, your wife will take care of it for you.” But I was persistent and I learned anyway, and I’m really glad that I did.

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    • April 15, 2017 at 11:12 am
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      Glad to know you were eager enough to learn the skill even with discouragement. It is relaxing, especially when it is not a compulsion. I also find that it is a good outlet for our creativity.

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    • April 13, 2017 at 7:56 pm
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      Thanks Amrita. I wanted to write something simple today and close to home.

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  • April 13, 2017 at 6:40 pm
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    My grandmom used to whip up this magical potato-brinjal curry with her “secret” roasted masala which she would post to her daughters pan-India. AND even with that secret sauce, the daughters’ (my mom included who is otherwise an accomplished cook) version was never even close. She was a magician in the kitchen. Alchemist full on.

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    • April 13, 2017 at 6:56 pm
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      They do have their secret recipes, don’t they? My grandma made “obattu” at just the right amount of sweetness and thickness, a feat yet to be achieved by anyone else we know

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      • April 13, 2017 at 7:14 pm
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        Exactly! “Just the right amount” – perfected by our grandmoms.

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  • April 13, 2017 at 5:57 pm
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    There are so many stories like these about that generation of people. I wish we had their drive and energy even today.

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    • April 13, 2017 at 6:01 pm
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      That’s the difficult part. We seemed to have lost the energy they possessed, or may be our priorities just changed!

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