Kitchen Chemistry

Culinary skills, supposedly the most important weapon a person has against that beast they call "hunger". For me, it's like some unwritten but subtly implied policy that my entire family's set. They're like,"You've got 2 years.......learn to cook or else you'll never amount to anything in the world. You'll never be able to feed yourself whenever you want and will always have to be dependent on others." And the dependent part is like leprosy for my Mom. She simply hates depending or troubling anyone for help, an attitude which she's somehow passed on to me. Not that I regret it or anything; it's just irritating for others apparently. Having a Mom, Dad and Grandmother for brilliant cooks can be a hassle sometimes.... But yes, I have learnt the importance of learning how to cook and have conducted a few experiments in some basic finger food. Unfortunately, I have a feeling the only 'finger' touching would be mine, since my combos tend to get really REALLY warped out. Let me give you an example: I most recently made a very interesting (read: red hot) sandwich which involved the following ingredients: red chillies, green chillies, tabasco sauce, habenero sauce, red chilly powder, Thai red and green curry paste and a sprinkling of black salt. To those with numb tongues, this may seem like a pretty ordinary attempt to reactivate their taste buds, which wasn't actually my aim (I'm not exactly taste-bud deprived but I do like my food hot..). But to any normal person, this may seem like the perfect shortcut to becoming a dragon! And thats exactly what happened when my Dad happened to walk into the kitchen and unbeknowst to me, took a bite out of it. It took me about a half hour to get him back to normal, after extensive milk/sugar/ice therapy. But most of my experiments don't end up this way. I'm a pacifist so I don't actually want to kill people with my dishes. I just get brainwaves which happen to translate to very starnge dishes. I also tried coffee-infused Bournvita which was pretty much bliss and my normal Sunday morning unwinder. But yes, a lot of the things I do involve hot sauce, although I am a pretty good hand in the kitchen. Unfortunately, after my recent destruction of a tablecloth in the absence of a coaster, I'm not legally allowed to enter the kitchen anymore. But there's always my cousin's kitchen where we invent many different cocktails and mocktails together. He's an IT professional so it doesn't happen often but I live in hope. For now, I concentrate on getting past the lock on the kitchen. I wonder where a stick of dynamite is when you need it.... ;)

Çiao!