As they say, lets start from the very beginning...
Here I am, barely four days away from my self imposed exile from the corporate world... my parents decided to relocate to our hometown in Mangalore and I decided to go along...
When I started off on this journey, it was with a great sense of relief that I've taken some decisive action... even though the decisive action was in the form of quitting without another job in hand (something that I'd promised myself never to do very early on in my career)... but somehow this decision seemed right... so I stuck on with it, in spite of several temptations...
The minute I resigned I booked myself into a holistic healing programme at an ashram outside Pune, thinking that I'll relax for a bit and think what I want out of life....but now as the time to go there is around the corner I have started developing cold feet ... to be honest who am I fooling, I'm just not the kind who will appreciate the sitting around waiting for massages, yoga and restricted food intake... If there is one thing that I know about myself its my undying passion for FOOD...
Give me four square meals and all is well in my world... I like all things about food, right from making it from scratch... to the serving it to fellow devotees... to attaining seventh heaven on tasting divine food... the kitchen from where the food came be damned...
It occurred to me that given my feelings on the subject I could take a cooking vacation, I remembered reading about it on the internet a few lifetimes ago, yeah...learn to cook exotic food while on holiday... seemed like a super plan, a few google searches later I realised that cooking holidays are still mostly targeted at the western tourist willing to spend in dollars and better still in pounds and there was nothing for an Indian looking to enjoy a similar experience...
Not one to give up... I soon hit on another plan... why not take a cooking vacation in my own home... with my Mum as my instructor.... it helps that she is the bestest Mangalorean cook in Mumbai... my friends who drool at the very mention of her Neer Dosas and Curries will vouch for this....
So next week will see me arrive in Mangalore on my birthday, no less and I intend to chronicle each tentative step on what has now officially been christened.... My Cooking Holiday....
