Tuesday, November 22, 2011

494. When my wife cooks.

When my wife cooks

For those who know me personally,you would know that I love cooking. Beef is my favorite dish. When I was a bachelor, I always had friends coming over to my place and I just loved to cook for them. The love for cooking started when I started living away from home. In the beginning I missed home cooked food made by mom. But later when I learnt to cook, I started enjoying it.

When I was a kid, I hated Idlis. I used to throw them out of the window when ever my mom made idlis for breakfast. Now I miss those idlis.

My cooking diary takes me back to those days when I learnt to cook by boiling water [link]

My bachelor days came to an end and a new member has started to share the house with me. I call her my wife. Joan is her name. Joan cooks food in her own style and like most south Indian Husbands , I also started saying ,"Joan, My mom's cooking style is the best style".

Joan has a poor eye sight (She said Yes to marry me). The biggest blunder Joan made in her married life was when she said, "Honey, You are not allowed inside the kitchen. I will do the cooking". She sure would regret her words. I obeyed her words sincerely and have not entered the kitchen ever since.

Sometimes she doesn't read the entire recipe and ends up creating a new dish. The other day she made chicken soup and misread the "add 1/4 tsp salt" as "add 1/4 cup salt". Drinking that soup was almost like taking a bath in the sea water. It was an experience of sorts.

Two lessons learnt by my wife in the kitchen
  1. Oil and water are enemies and they war with each other inside a frying pan
  2. Opening a Hot pressure cook will give you a steam bath

Last week, I had crispy Papads for breakfast. Later I was informed that it was poori. I posted it on FB and I was beaten black and blue by my wife. I just recovered from bruises. But I am still living under-cover in my own house.

This morning, She told me that she would make Biriyani for me. You would know about my condition in my next post.

Till then, have fun


Happy Eating !



  1. Ha Ha Ha. An induction stove is all that you have!!! I can imagine what cooking takes place. Fortunately for us, my husband and I both love cooking but I always like to say that I cook well and he also says the same.

    Awaiting the biriyani results.

    Joy always,

  2. Poor Joan ! How can you do this to her Chriz? :P The FB post apart, you've dedicated a whole new blog post about her culinary skills. *Phew* God only can save you now mate!

  3. @susan deborah : haha.. the induction stove was what i had before my marriage.. now joan uses the gas stove and i use the induction stove to dry my clothes.

    @dhanya : haha.. a separate series on joan will soon be dedicated for my wife

  4. Okay.. How was the Briyani :) Romba kindal panadhinga... food kudukama punish panida poranga :P

  5. On the contrary my husband is the kind of cook who never follows recipes to begin with...they're all his inventions. Its hit and miss, but I do have to give credit for him trying, right?

    As for me, after precisely 3.27 years of my sincere tryst with the kitchen, I just started liking food I cook. Guess my husband's lucky he wasnt around when I was experimenting and mis-reading recipes. :D

    I suggest you do that too, Chriz. :P

  6. LOL..

    I'm sure she cooks much better than u! I did read your cooking skills posts :P

    Have a good time with your biriyani, chriz! :) :) :)


  7. yaen? yaen? yaen? does your wife has a blog? maybe i should encourage her to write about you... I am sure we will have several posts... sadhuvaana ponna pathi neeyae evlo ezhudharapo, unna madiri oru polladha husband pathi ezhudha neraiya vishayam irukkum.. Joan "Open a blog, I say"

  8. you are making fun of her cooking? not fair!! she cooks for YOU! Oh come on.... she wil get better :) but a little encouragement, at the end of all the leg pulling, will ensure less injuries for you :)

  9. join the club thala.... ana invite panavila!grrr

  10. This morning she said that she will cook biryani and we will know your condition in the next post but what about what is going on in your mind in after the announcement during the shopping and as she is going to cut the chicken with a scissors after measuring them with a tape (you can even use a cello tape)of course don't forget to dress the chicken after giving it a bath with lifebuoy
    Please publish your fears agony the promises you've claimed how you mustered up your courage to eat


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