Upcoming exam tomorrow!

As I promised I am here with my culinary embarrassment, but it is not from the dinner I made. Dinner was awesome, “amazing” as my friends here put it. The disaster in question happened today afternoon when I was making lunch for myself. An emergency was declared as we had no leftovers from the previous day’s dinner ( coz the previous day’s dinner was actually what I had made for dinner two days back, and so nothing was actually left. Oh this is another complicated story. I am sure you are confused. Let me explain. On Monday I made dinner. We usually make excess dinner so that there is sufficient quantity left for the next day’s lunch. It so happened that I had mis calculated rather over calculated and made so much of dinner that could feed a gang of robbers. And so it happened that we had the same thing for lunch and dinner on Tuesday. So there was nothing ‘new’ made on Tuesday for saving it for the next day as we had licked clean Monday’s dinner that day! Do you get the picture?) Huh, so where were we?

Yes, so since there were no leftovers for today’s lunch we took to task making ‘emergency’ food. That includes the ever so ’spicy’ Bean burritos, the ‘no vegetarian option and still tasteless’ instant noodles and of course bread. Bread was the last thing I needed for lunch, and I wanted burritos for the Monday’s -  bunny suit -  hurry time, so unwillingly I took an ‘Oriental’ noodles pack, as usual ‘threw’ the tastemaker away and  started boiling water for it. I got this splendid idea of a new recipe. I was trying to break the old tradition of rasam/sambhar noodles to something new and exciting, and most importantly close to noodles! And my sight fell upon this Dal powder. Aha! I thought and added it into the water creating a yellow mess. It smelled wonderful. I turned to get a spoon and when I was back, a cockroach ( of course dead, he was no super cockroach (analogous to superman, but let me give you a question, can there be a spider cockroach a la spiderman, coz spiders eat cockroaches so will that be possible?) Got a bit affected there after this incident. Anyways..) was floating in the water.

Everything went down the drain. The Dal powder went into the waste basket. Back to choosing between rasam/sambhar noodles. I voted for rasam, not because it tasted better than sambhar noodles (both of them have a taste that is indescribable in words), just because the rate of exhaustion of sambhar powder is greater than that of rasam powder (coming to study again has taken its toll. I am describing this like some physical equation! Forgive me!) The choice does not matter. If I had come to the level of making noodles with any powder, why to break my head over which powder it would be! It turned out real bad. Rasam and noodles go together like chilly powder in ice cream (I swear I have not tried that!) The major fact that you have to applaud and appreciate me about is that I ATE IT FULLY! (after generously donating some to another hungry mouth. I was very generous today!)

This, by the way, is not to garner sympathy, just for laughs. It was a terrible terrible dish! I could not help but laugh when eating it. I am not able to relate the word ‘eating’ to that dish.

Irony is, had the cockroach stayed and I had gone ahead and made the noodles, it would have still been ‘oriental’!