What about cooking?

If you read the warnings I gave in the 'about me' page and in 'what's here', you'll know that cooking is hardly my forte. So the natural question bugging at me is why am I attempting to write about food of all things? I'll try to answer that now.

As I said,there isn't any light I can necessarily shed on making great dishes,neither will I try to take such a role. I want to write about the inspirations, thoughts and travails that go into my cooking and then the effects and consequences-good, bad or funny that come out of it. What happens with me in the two hours or more that I hover over the electric range.The ones that turn out well,the mistakes,the lessons learnt and so on.

Some people have a natural flair.They know what,when going in where,will bring great taste. It does boil down to taste in the end doesn't it? I am somewhat in awe when around such people-it's a pleasure just to see them at work. The sight is enough to make the meaning of the saying clear, that cooking is indeed an art.

It also adds an additional treat to the senses, doesn't it, to see the food being made before you eat it. I believe it makes the sensory satisfaction of eating complete (not considering non veg foods of course where it may be the reverse).

So,well, perhaps I may be able to capture at least some of the sensory perceptions taking place while the cook is at work.That's a start now, don't you think?