I believed that i cook non-relatively of moods and course of events happening around me, but i guess i am too a moody cook. I cook when i am happy or sad or even when i am bored i dont do it for the heck of it but it always has some reason behind it. It was a nice sunday afternoon i was doing what i enjoy the most watching movies at home with my brothers it was a total crap movie but we enjoyed it with the pinch our nasty comments. I was glad that i enjoyed so much, so i called it a dinner time tonight. I thought of making pasta and baking pizzas. And to lords mercy i made it extremly brilliant! None of them could stop at one serving! I was on highest possible cloud that time. Before i could click pictures to mail them to A and betty the dinner was vanished into the human vanishland- the stomach!!!! I cooked indian food for dad and i made the chapatis too, like for the first time, dad dint crib but just admired it. And i did all of this all alone in less then 90mins time. I thank my mom for transfering her genes to do things efficiantly even if its cooking. It was a great sunday. =)

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xoxo