…. ennal samaikka mudiyadhu. I can never cook comfortably in someone else’s kitchen. This includes my own MIL’s kitchen as well. We usually go to my in-laws place for a week or maximum of 10 days. During those period, we would be having pre-planned schedule. While I visit all the relatives and do my shopping, my MIL will take care of kitchen and of course, I will help her in small works like cutting vegetables etc. but I never cooked a full course meal at my in-laws’ place. To confess, I don’t even know where she stores her pulses and masalas. It is other way round for my MIL. There are days where I called my MIL to ask where I stored the ‘murukku maavu’ in ‘my’ kitchen.
Whenever I go to my sister’s place, I used to lend my hand in cooking. But, I used to call her 1000 times and I get confused with the amount of salt and masalas to add. I mean, it is the same way I cook in my kitchen but, I panic in others’ kitchen.
Also, I don’t like if someone is overlooking when I am cooking. I hate it when someone says, ‘mix them well’, ‘uppu pottiya’, ‘innum konjam thanni vidu’ etc. I need my space when I cook.
And I love love to hear songs when I cook. If no one is there I ‘ll do little dancing as well. And I talk to the masalas and utensils 🙂 Crazy right? but whatever, my kitchen is my comfort zone.