My Experiences with Cooking, Teaching, and Photography
Last One month Experince On cooking
Cooking has always been my obsession, or even I can term it as my hobby that tastes.As we all need food to survive, so on that basis cooking can also be named as necessity. My mother has always been one who has been my idle all through my life. I have always tried follwing her foot-steps. Similarly for cooking, I found her as the best guidence to teach me how to cook.Last one month I have tried my level best to get some experience on cooking. It was a friendly environment indeed, as I learnt cooking from my mother in my home’s kitchen.
The first dish I prepared on last month was chicken curry. While, I was preparing the first dish,rather than concentrating on what is being is made, I was more anxious and on hurry about when the entire dish will be prepared. in hurry, what I prepared looked very attractive, but the first bite I took my tastebud was completely refusing to take another bite. Then, I was shattered down, that the chicken curry kept on the table infront of me was infact looking like debris of my heart. Then my mother encouraged me that one dish coming out bad does not mean that I lack from potentiality. She told me that somewhere deep inside me being my mother she saw a certain spark in me which tells that I can be a good cook. All her words encouraged me to a large extert, it worked like a medicine. Then with my mother’s help I took another attempt for the second dish, it was meat loaf, with putting all my concentration and dedication I cooked it. After the dish was prepared, it looked mouth-watering and fortunately the taste was highly delicious too. In between learnig cooking in the last thirty days, i hurt my-self with knife while cutting vegetables. Even I got burnt with hot oil and many more sad incidences happened with me. What matters is that the end I can proudly state that, only and only with my mother’s inspiration I am a good cook now. I have learnt to make pizza also.
Keeping all the unhappy
Cooking has always been my obsession, or even I can term it as my hobby that tastes.As we all need food to survive, so on that basis cooking can also be named as necessity. My mother has always been one who has been my idle all through my life. I have always tried follwing her foot-steps. Similarly for cooking, I found her as the best guidence to teach me how to cook.Last one month I have tried my level best to get some experience on cooking. It was a friendly environment indeed, as I learnt cooking from my mother in my home’s kitchen.
The first dish I prepared on last month was chicken curry. While, I was preparing the first dish,rather than concentrating on what is being is made, I was more anxious and on hurry about when the entire dish will be prepared. in hurry, what I prepared looked very attractive, but the first bite I took my tastebud was completely refusing to take another bite. Then, I was shattered down, that the chicken curry kept on the table infront of me was infact looking like debris of my heart. Then my mother encouraged me that one dish coming out bad does not mean that I lack from potentiality. She told me that somewhere deep inside me being my mother she saw a certain spark in me which tells that I can be a good cook. All her words encouraged me to a large extert, it worked like a medicine. Then with my mother’s help I took another attempt for the second dish, it was meat loaf, with putting all my concentration and dedication I cooked it. After the dish was prepared, it looked mouth-watering and fortunately the taste was highly delicious too. In between learnig cooking in the last thirty days, i hurt my-self with knife while cutting vegetables. Even I got burnt with hot oil and many more sad incidences happened with me. What matters is that the end I can proudly state that, only and only with my mother’s inspiration I am a good cook now. I have learnt to make pizza also.
Keeping all the unhappy