Wordsmith at work

I entered my marital home 23 years ago armed with recipe books among other things. IN the days following up to the wedding, I had spent quite a few hours copying recipes in a  diary which even today sits along with my other recipe books. My grandmother, mother, and her siblings were all adept at creating some extraordinary culinary delights. I had a reputation to live up to. Marriage was soon followed by motherhood and that meant rustling up baby-friendly food besides regular food. I soon had my very own collection of recipe books - learning and experimenting. I gradually moved from the traditional East Indian cuisine to the cuisines of other communities and cultures. There was so much to learn. The little that I had pottered around in the kitchen with ma during my spinsterhood days was just a drop in the ocean. I remember the time when my brother and his family visited our home and I had cooked a peas pulao for lunch which turned ou...

Thank you, Lord, for the food on my table Thank you, Lord, that I am healthy and able. Thank you, Lord, for the roof over my head Thank you, Lord , for the comfort of my warm soft bed.   Thank you, Lord, for the gift of sight Thank you, Lord, for a restful night.  Thank you, Lord, for the air that I breathe and the water that I drink Thank you, Lord, that I am able to think. Thank you, Lord, for Mom and Dad Thank you, Lord, that they taught me good from bad.  Thank you, Lord, for family and friends Thank you for for your bouquets of blessings that never end. Thank you, Lord, my mighty awesome God I will praise and worship you evermore. 

I say an escalator is as fearful as a creepy - crawly alligator   Yikes!A moving staircase That would be straight out of a Harry Potter. My friends join me in the elevator Cajoling me to step on the scary people-mover I am terrified! Ha-Ha, an escalator to me spells only disaster.