I love cooking. I really do. I love discovering new ingredients, new cuisines and most of all unusual combinations. However, there are many nights where the last possible thing I want to think about is whats for dinner. Whats for Dinner. Quite possibly the worst phrase ever. Sometimes its not the actual act of cooking that makes you dread the evening meal, its just the thought process of having to come up with something new and exciting, or healthy and filling day in day out. Other times its the lack of energy to get the groceries and decipher a new and complicated recipe. On those days, mung bean curry is probably my favorite choice.
When I’m feeling just a tad bit homesick, the indian store usually does wonders for me. I know it sounds crazy, but just slowly browsing around the store at all the sections of ingredients somehow brings back memories of home. I guess seeing all the individual ingredients conjures up images of the many different possibilities of comforting home cooked indian food. With all the millions of lentils there are so many different dishes and curries that I forgot about. Seeing all the flours and spices, it reminds me of the flavours and obscure food that I didn’t know I was missing!
So now when I’m feeling a bit homesick, I always stop into the Indian shop. Its nice to speak your own language every once in awhile and get some inspiration! I always leave feeling hungry but with the feeling that I am going to conquer another childhood dish, no matter how difficult it seems.