My dad had, long back, told me this tale of Shahjehan, when he was dumped in jail by Aurangzeb. Aurangzeb had given the cook instructions that his dad be served only one vegetable and one dal for the entire time that he was in jail. Imagine, only one veg and one dal for the rest…
For starters…
And so it finally begins! Only a rough idea at the moment of what is cooking, the ingredients not all in place, and certainly not sure of how much to add of which, or when. Only hope, the hope that something palatable turns out eventually, the hope that people like it, and the hope that…