From Ketchup to Chutney (of the Mango variety)
My mom is a wonderful cook. She is passionate, talented, and exploratory. And she had me eating pesto before red sauce, and salmon before PB&J.
As a matter of fact, I didn’t taste PB&J, mac ‘n cheese, OR chicken nuggets until college. Is that normal?
I used to lament this fact. I yearned to be a normal kid–even a picky eater–so I’d fit in with friends. But my tastebuds began to develop on their own and didn’t leave me much say in the matter. Sitting down to dinner a few days ago, I realized I was cooking more and more like Mom. And that it wasn’t a bad thing.
The name of this blog, From Ketchup to Chutney, is a tribute to a summer day almost 15 years ago. Mom was cooking hot dogs (although I’m sure they were some sort of sausage she was passing off as hot dogs). I wanted mine simple, on a white bun with ketchup and a little bit of mustard. But in our house? Not a chance. The menu was hot dogs in whole wheat pita pockets, with mango chutney. I believe I threw a fit, to put it lightly. How things change…
Today I still have the occasional craving for a good hot dog with the works. But I’m more likely to prepare apple chicken sausage on a bed of arugula with a balsamic reduction. To each her own, right?
As I’ve grown older, I’ve started to appreciate gourmet foods more. I’d say cooking is my biggest hobby. I hope to be able to share with you some of my favorite recipes, both gourmet and easy.
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