She: Where are you?
He: I am here only. Tell me what is the issue.
She: Get me those spring onions from Fridge.
He: Hold on, I just gave you onion a minute ago. Why don't you tell me to bring 2 onions then?
She: Because I don't want onion, I wan't spring onion.
He: You mean spring attached to their ass??
She:(very angry look)
He: Ok, Ok, I am going to get your spring onions. (whispers) Damn these spring onions. I had to search 10 shops to get these.
She: What are you murmuring?
He: Nothing. Here goes spring onions.(Hands over)
She:Thank You.
He:By the way, from last 20 minutes, I am bringing you some vegetables, some spices. What is it that you are preparing?
She:It's Sweet Corn Soup!!
He:What??? I thought you were going to make some curry.
She: Of course, I will be. But after soup is done.
He: I thought soup is appetizer. I knew it will increase my hunger but not this way.
She:Have some patience.
He: Ok, tell me one thing. Why do we eat?
She:What do you mean?
He: To survive.
She: We don't eat to survive. We breath to survive.
He: Now don't go into too much technicality. Ok, let me rephrase my argument. We eat food to feed our stomuch.
She: Yup.
He:Then why to waste time by preparing it in exquisite ways. Logically speaking we need to dump food in our belly.
She: I disagree. Food is for feeding stomuch and good food is for feeding your tongue.
He: When I meant dumping food in stomach, I never meant raw food, ofcourse cooked food, edible food.
She:Then why did God give us tongue and taste for? If you are in favour of dumping food, edible food, then you are as good as animals.
He:(feverishly) What is the use of constantly working for hours and hours to get some unknown combination of spices so that when someone will eat that food, they will momentarily remember its taste and then will forget.
She:Nobody forgets the taste of good food, people always remember good taste and crave for it. Thats how Restaurant/Hotel business works, for your kind information.
He:What is taste? It is nothing but some brain reaction to particular event. So when you taste anything, you are just making some neurons run from here to there. If that is the case, we as in humans, should invent some taste-creating pills. We can put them in raw food and live happily.
She:I really hope that day should never come. Scientific approach does not work in every case. Tell me there are so many cooking shows you see now-a-days on television. So, all the people who create it, watch it are fool?
He:I am not saying that they are fool. But they are wasting their time. Why do you have to decorate your plate if you yourself are going to ruin all decoration in a minute?
She: Won't you like to eat properly served food?
He: Hmm, what about the mere fact that food cooked in some five star hotels don't taste as good as the normal food prepared by your mother??
She: That is true, but then why again do we plan to go to these hotels someday.
He: That's what I am talking about. Then just give you false impressions.
(She inspects the soup in the pot by lifting the lid and pours it into the soup bowl)
He: So my argument is, Don't procrastinate Cooking as some art, its rather the Compulsive dependency of humans.
She: Now take this bowl and taste the soup. Tell me whether all ingredients are fine or not.
(Takes one sip from the soup bowl)
He: Ohh my God, that is one of the awesomest soup I ever have tasted. Your hands have magic. How can you put all these things in soup?? Its too delicious.
She:(Lovingly) Thanks Honey. Tell me which soup you want tomorrow?
He: I want that Creamy Mushroom Soup you prepared once, the melted cream on the surface of it. Just the thought of it is bringing hunger goosebumps on me.
She: So, you are among those fools who crave for the tests and also are very attentive to the food decoration.
He: You calling me fool?
She: No, you called yourself fool some time ago.
He: Ohh...leave these intricacies. Let me drink some soup.
(After both of them finish)
She: Now I am going to cook, Cottage Cheese steaks and Alfredo Macaroni.
He: What was that second thing? Are you cooking some man? Are you Cannibal or what??
She: Just shut up and bring me from fridge some butter, 3 garlic flacks, 4 chillies, 2 potatoes.....
(Her voice fades as he tries to remember them all)
He:(opening the door of fridge) Screw my testbuds!!!
He:Then why to waste time by preparing it in exquisite ways. Logically speaking we need to dump food in our belly.
She: I disagree. Food is for feeding stomuch and good food is for feeding your tongue.
He: When I meant dumping food in stomach, I never meant raw food, ofcourse cooked food, edible food.
She:Then why did God give us tongue and taste for? If you are in favour of dumping food, edible food, then you are as good as animals.
He:(feverishly) What is the use of constantly working for hours and hours to get some unknown combination of spices so that when someone will eat that food, they will momentarily remember its taste and then will forget.
She:Nobody forgets the taste of good food, people always remember good taste and crave for it. Thats how Restaurant/Hotel business works, for your kind information.
He:What is taste? It is nothing but some brain reaction to particular event. So when you taste anything, you are just making some neurons run from here to there. If that is the case, we as in humans, should invent some taste-creating pills. We can put them in raw food and live happily.
She:I really hope that day should never come. Scientific approach does not work in every case. Tell me there are so many cooking shows you see now-a-days on television. So, all the people who create it, watch it are fool?
He:I am not saying that they are fool. But they are wasting their time. Why do you have to decorate your plate if you yourself are going to ruin all decoration in a minute?
She: Won't you like to eat properly served food?
He: Hmm, what about the mere fact that food cooked in some five star hotels don't taste as good as the normal food prepared by your mother??
She: That is true, but then why again do we plan to go to these hotels someday.
He: That's what I am talking about. Then just give you false impressions.
(She inspects the soup in the pot by lifting the lid and pours it into the soup bowl)
He: So my argument is, Don't procrastinate Cooking as some art, its rather the Compulsive dependency of humans.
She: Now take this bowl and taste the soup. Tell me whether all ingredients are fine or not.
(Takes one sip from the soup bowl)
He: Ohh my God, that is one of the awesomest soup I ever have tasted. Your hands have magic. How can you put all these things in soup?? Its too delicious.
She:(Lovingly) Thanks Honey. Tell me which soup you want tomorrow?
He: I want that Creamy Mushroom Soup you prepared once, the melted cream on the surface of it. Just the thought of it is bringing hunger goosebumps on me.
She: So, you are among those fools who crave for the tests and also are very attentive to the food decoration.
He: You calling me fool?
She: No, you called yourself fool some time ago.
He: Ohh...leave these intricacies. Let me drink some soup.
(After both of them finish)
She: Now I am going to cook, Cottage Cheese steaks and Alfredo Macaroni.
He: What was that second thing? Are you cooking some man? Are you Cannibal or what??
She: Just shut up and bring me from fridge some butter, 3 garlic flacks, 4 chillies, 2 potatoes.....
(Her voice fades as he tries to remember them all)
He:(opening the door of fridge) Screw my testbuds!!!
2 comments:
True story!
I once tried eating only "healthy food", you know salads and all. One of the worst weeks in my life :(
True story!
I once tried eating only "healthy food", you know salads and all. One of the worst weeks in my life :(
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