I cooked almost all day. In the afternoon I made pasta with kidney beans and thou sand-island salad which consumed the whole bottle of mayonnaise, ketchup and pickles (American Style pickles). I even emptied the bottle of olives and capers and dill which means I will have to make a trip To Naheed and D-mart tomorrow to fill my moms Kitchen fridge again.
I did all this cooking for a chief Chef Of Mecca Continental who is also my uncle who is here in Pakistan for just a few days after which he will go to India. I took what I cooked to his place where he was preparing chicken corn soup for us. How could I let such a chance go away, so I helped him up in the kitchen. We had to grind the corn as Pakistani sweet corn in canned raw, I whisked eggs, helped him strain the broth, we added corn, salt and stuff to the soup. We even prepared the Chinese Chilly in vinegar and his Saudi brand of Vinegar is fantastic….
Any how soup was just delicious and so was the Biryani my aunty makes. My mom who her self is an excellent cook had taken a few dishes of her own which my uncle and auntie will be having tomorrow because they love my mom’s cooking. The evening ended leaving me stuffed to the brim and yes everyone enjoyed the dinner and all the talks.
After having such a great time I just came home and started typing hastily so I could share it all with you :).. Crazy. Am I not ? But I love to be crazy at least this much.
Ooh talking about me being crazy reminds me …
I was snooping into my niece’s orkut and from her friends friend to her/his friend somewhere in the chain I found a profile of a complete stranger, her Photography considering that she is a school girl is great. I scrapped her advising her to start flickring up her photos.
When I see young children with an eye to see I want them to turn towards art, I want them to nurture there senses and build them. In our society Parents often think their children have freaked out when they see them painting or taking pictures of trees instead of family members. They should realize that their children have a talent but often they don’t and the talent dies …
I hate to see children getting impressed with wealth, designer labels and expensive phones, I love them when they show their interest in nature, in the creations of Allah, In the amazing harmony of the world. This is the very reason I wanted to bring Kids-with-camera To Karachi.
See I am a completely crazed human, I am an art freak, a feminist since I was 10, Muni Bagum fan since I was in pre_school, a day dreamed since I was born, a cat over since I was in class 3. I used to eopen up all my toys and I once tried to plug in a de toy car motor into ac 220 and ended up singing due to electrocution, I once sewed my finger in sewing machine, I had setup a small library when I was in class 3, I used to fight with crows to feed their babies bread :P….. Ooh GOD was I ever Normal ? I guess not 😐 But thank god I did not chose the flip side of the coin :), I am happy and currently jobless, penny less and yet so full of hope and so content, yet another sign of craziness Ooh I am just too tired to continue. You guy bore your self over some other thing ..