April A- Z Challenge: C is for Culinary Comfort

For the love of food...

I enjoy eating! AND I enjoy cooking! Even so, I must confess, cooking also intimidates me at times! I have, over the last 10 odd years of culinary encounters, developed a particular comfort zone. South Indian, specifically Andhra preparations excite me, attempting the other Indian categories (North, etc) creates a kind of flutter in the nervous system that has chances of settling down only after the said preparation travels down the  gullet of the subject and inspires some applause! Failing which, the next few days are spent sulking and taking oath not to attempt impossible missions ever!

International cuisines are of course kept at bay, lest they cause irreparable damage to the already shaky nerves. Nevertheless, I enjoy cooking traditional, time consuming, authentic Andhra delights! The pachadis/ chatnis hold a special place and are shoved down the throats of hapless family members regardless of their preference. So, I’m off to the kitchen now to make Beerakaya Tokkala Pachadi (Ridge Gourd skin chatni)….yum!

This post is part of A-Z Bloggers Challenge

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  1. Sirisha3 April 2014 at 13:25

    Love food too and die for andhra pachadis especially gongura pachadi

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  2. Shailaja V8 April 2014 at 19:38

    I love South Indian food for the comfort factor. One is the comfort of cooking it and the other the comfort with which we can eat it. I enjoy trying my hand at pasta/noodles and the like, but the spouse does a better job, so I willingly hand over the reins ;) I love Andhra pickles.. sigh..

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