I believe food is the most powerful and best mood altering substance around.
What i eat or drink has a direct connection to how i feel or think and that in turn again controls what i want to eat.
When i feel blah about the world, a quick fix of chocolate, (Ferrero Rochers to be precise and even the imported sugarfree ones from the hypermarket) cheer me up in a jiffy.
On a scorching summer day, nothing can beat a glass of cool refreshing fruity mocktal or even a Diet Coke for that matter.
On stressful days, i crave for my comfort food which is by the way a pretty long list including all oily, fried, sweet, hi -calorie sinful treats. The bread pakoras of college canteen, a huge tub of mixed fruit icecream , the quintessential rolls of Calcutta, the mashed potato toasties that my cook used to make for evening snack during my school days, the colorful frosted cupcakes served at every birthday party. Just a tiny mouthful of any of these is enough to transport me back into the safe, secure haven of my school days.
I only have to pop one huge, bigger than my mouth, overflowing spicy tangy puchhka to work as a magic pill for my stressed mind.
Its like a spa session, rejuvenating my mind, body and soul.
Everytime I get into a diet, two days into it and i start dreaming about greasy biriyani, yummy pastas, Mom's impeccable luchi-aloordum , waffles and margaritas. It helps me continue with the diet as i keep tempting myself with a generous dose of one of these as reward treats at the end of the course.
But no matter how hard i try, food seems to have put an iron leash on me for eternity.
Well talking about the champagne, there is nothing quite like the good old bubbly to change a simple meal into a gourmet delight.In fact, Sunday Brunches doesnt feel quite right without copious amounts of the bubbly( or even sparking wine)
Similarly, when i am holidaying, i cant think anything other than the not so guilt -free stuffs for a hearty breakfast on bed- the french toast,cheese omelettes, pancakes and anything which can substitute a sugar rush. But strangely while at home, it doesnt feel right to have anything other than muesli with skimmed milk or brown bread sandwich without mayo
I also must have a steaming cup of masala chai ( well i am a tea-totaller in that sense)with rusk biscuits to begin my day.But tuck in a chocolate cookie or two in between and all i want to do is sit and surf endlessly on my laptop.So for me, tea equals work but tea plus munchies equals mindless surfing and lazying around.
Initially, I thought I was the only one obsessed with food, but after a couple of day outs and night ins with my girlies , I am coming around to the view that I am not the only one in judging people by their relationship with food. Anyway, as the saying goes, you are what you eat!
What i eat or drink has a direct connection to how i feel or think and that in turn again controls what i want to eat.
When i feel blah about the world, a quick fix of chocolate, (Ferrero Rochers to be precise and even the imported sugarfree ones from the hypermarket) cheer me up in a jiffy.
On a scorching summer day, nothing can beat a glass of cool refreshing fruity mocktal or even a Diet Coke for that matter.
On stressful days, i crave for my comfort food which is by the way a pretty long list including all oily, fried, sweet, hi -calorie sinful treats. The bread pakoras of college canteen, a huge tub of mixed fruit icecream , the quintessential rolls of Calcutta, the mashed potato toasties that my cook used to make for evening snack during my school days, the colorful frosted cupcakes served at every birthday party. Just a tiny mouthful of any of these is enough to transport me back into the safe, secure haven of my school days.
I only have to pop one huge, bigger than my mouth, overflowing spicy tangy puchhka to work as a magic pill for my stressed mind.
Its like a spa session, rejuvenating my mind, body and soul.
Everytime I get into a diet, two days into it and i start dreaming about greasy biriyani, yummy pastas, Mom's impeccable luchi-aloordum , waffles and margaritas. It helps me continue with the diet as i keep tempting myself with a generous dose of one of these as reward treats at the end of the course.
But no matter how hard i try, food seems to have put an iron leash on me for eternity.
Well talking about the champagne, there is nothing quite like the good old bubbly to change a simple meal into a gourmet delight.In fact, Sunday Brunches doesnt feel quite right without copious amounts of the bubbly( or even sparking wine)
Similarly, when i am holidaying, i cant think anything other than the not so guilt -free stuffs for a hearty breakfast on bed- the french toast,cheese omelettes, pancakes and anything which can substitute a sugar rush. But strangely while at home, it doesnt feel right to have anything other than muesli with skimmed milk or brown bread sandwich without mayo
I also must have a steaming cup of masala chai ( well i am a tea-totaller in that sense)with rusk biscuits to begin my day.But tuck in a chocolate cookie or two in between and all i want to do is sit and surf endlessly on my laptop.So for me, tea equals work but tea plus munchies equals mindless surfing and lazying around.
Initially, I thought I was the only one obsessed with food, but after a couple of day outs and night ins with my girlies , I am coming around to the view that I am not the only one in judging people by their relationship with food. Anyway, as the saying goes, you are what you eat!
