I'm bored sick of Old and Middle English, and Renaissance Literature, so I turned back to my old, ever-dependable friend yesterday- cooking. Made pomfret maach for lunch, which came out amazing, prompting Ma to say that I made it even better than her.
And above- that's chicken, flavoured with tok doi, dhonepata, green chilli, pepper, chaat masala, and longkar aacharer oil.
And yes, it's my own invention. It came out rather brilliantly.
I always feel so much better after spending some time in the kitchen. The tension almost literally flows out.
Cooking is therapeutic indeed. *grin*