My kitchen has arrived. After long last and several weeks of moving into our new apartment, my precious – my new kitchen – has been assembled. This may sound strange to you, but rented houses in DÃ¼sseldorf (and in many other parts of Germany) don’t come with a kitchen – so no sink, no shelves, absolutely nothing. Ha, the best of part of it is that the instructions for all the equipments (from dishwasher to microwave to washing machine) are in German. Boy, I am in for some serious babelfish translator fun!
Now that I have a kitchen, I am trying to conquer yet another of my, hmm lets say,areas of weakness – cooking. I have generally been a bad to average cook. But all thats about to change. I inaugurated my kitchen with some delightful rajma (adjective has been kindly contributed by Srijith), and followed it up the next day with Linguini in Bolognese with broccoli sauteed in soya sauce. Well, today we are having take out Turkish food. But that’s just a blip on the radar – I will be back to cooking again – to bury the ghosts of the burned Maggie noodles of my past, for good.