Short and stout

When the food is all laid out in front of you….. you have to eat.

It doesn’t matter if it’s unusual, uncommon or just plain weird, I will try it.  And that has expanded my palate significantly. Food is food– I enjoy it.

How can you say no to a flavorful and diverse boodle fight; where you eat your spread out of food off of banana leaves with your bare hands like savages (trust me, it’s more fun than it sounds)? Everything is within your reach and there’s just so much– that you can’t even begin to choose what to try first.

BOODLE FIGHT louiseandrain

And what about those colorful, aromatic Indian meals?  Do you go for that bowl of curry that will definitely land you in the bathroom for the next hour? Or do you go with those samosas that will probably make you feel like you need some exercise in the next 30 minutes?

DOSA louiseandrain

Such a difficult choice.

Either way, having such a wide range of yummy treats presented to you is just plain delightful and delightfully confusing.

Dig in!

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Thinking Twice- On Eating/Blogging

IMG_8763“The struggle is real.”

I hear this line from the girls a lot.

Everyday I get an sms, asking…..

“What to eat?” or

“Where to eat?”

The truth is, I am in the same predicament.

Shall I cook?  Shall I order?

Zomato or Talabat?

Ok, too much thinking. I will just go out.

While driving – I’m contemplating.

Chinese or Indian?

And then when seated…. it’s a like a quiz.

“Chicken or beef Ma’am?”

“Spicy or mild spicy?”

“Cold or room temperature?”

It’s not that I am complaining.

Let me go to the food court instead.

“Here or to go Madam?”

And then comes that thought…

Are my struggles for real?

What about those who have eating disorder?

And the less fortunate?

Those who cannot afford to buy a decent meal.

Those whose land are all dried up.

Those who are at war.

Yes, deep down there is guilt.

But the fact remains I have to eat.

So to end this— let me just cook here at home

and then drink tea.

Hmmmnnn…..Black or green?


Confession:

At the beginning of this writing I really thought I finally found an opening; a door.   A chance for me to share some of my food photos.   Maybe next time.  So indecisive.