Food For Thought

I love Friday morning, just the fact that today is the last working day of the week makes all the difference. Though this weekend we don't have any plans to look forward to. But this happy feeling is always their nevertheless, as if something good is about to happen. Our (Me & Hubby) weekend usually consist of waking up late and planning for breakfast. What will it be this time Scrambled Egg and Toast or Aloo Bhaja and Parantha or will it be our all time favorite Maggie. ( For Mrinal ie Hubby it always has to be anything between Egg or Aloo) After enough disagreements we finally decide on something to binge on. The moment we are done with it we start planning for lunch. Their is something about food, one can never have enough of it and one can never be bored of it. The best discussions at our home consist of food talks, where everyone tries to outdo the other over their food experiences. My Dad who is quite reserve and barely indulge himself in meaningless conversation, sheds his reserve when it comes to food. I had memories of making plan for our train trips to Siliguri with Dad & Sister. We use to lie next to our Dad and plan out what we will take on train. Will it be Chicken or Keema with Parantha, some Elaichi cream biscuits and of course some boiled Egg for Dad. My Mother always use to spoil our plans, for her it should be Loochi (ie Poori) and Aloor Torkadi, she never liked the idea of eating non-veg on train. Banana is another food both my parents are obsessed with. They will never forget to take a dozen on their trip. Neways eating on train was always a celebration in those days. Food truly makes you happy. Sometimes it's even better than falling in love...!