I'm a die hard what u may call a FOODOHOLIC! I love food, good food that is, aesthetically presented... even better. So half of my time goes in the kitchen trying out recipes from the internet, trying to teach myself the TRADITIONAL ones I ought to learn, or just improvising some new stuff of my own... I love being in the kitchen. Recently I've been spending more time than usual thanx to me having no work nowadays. And what better way to diverge AN EMPTY MIND from being a DEVIL'S WORKSHOP. This led me to try out the more difficult of the species. The mighty and hallowed "CAKE". Since I'm an avid follower of improvisation, I try to alter my mum's basic recipe to include a wider variety. A recent experiment of mine made my friend a poet and he composed a few lines in it's honour. It goes as follows:
THE CAKE THAT WAS NOT TO BE !
BUTTER , FLOUR , EGG ALL IT TOOK IN
EVEN THE ICING WERE NOT TOO THIN
EFFORT AND TIME WAS ALWAYS THERE
IMPROVISATION WAS ALSO RATHER FAIR
IT WASN'T TO BE , IT STUCK TO THE BOWL
ALL ADO , FOR THIS FOUL
.... THE CAKE THAT WAS NOT TO BE !
(courtesy Bhaumik dada)
P.S. Since I had no image of the cake in question, the image of a more successful one of my experiments has been posted!
2 comments:
this is another one from your FOODOHOLIC species eyeing the cake like voracious!!! why dint you bake while in India????????????? I remem the relishing chocolate cake aunty baked for us once, and u got it to hostel as well...remem???
we had a microwave at home, and mom's an expert cook, here I hav a proper oven and no mom to cook for me :( boo hoo hoo
ya i remember those too, yummmy...
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