Edible chronicle

                                                                            Moved out of my house for few day's when I realised that some of the thing's are missing out and  it was "Ghar ka khana". Life is much easier by our mom's by our side. We all remember even the simplest dishes made by our mother. "Since , I have a fear of living away from home every alternate dish cooked by her is my favourite". Coming from a family where food is our first love, I have always tried to learn something new from them . I look after each and every detail while she cooks. I feel the luckiest of all as I get to taste everything she prepares , before anyone else. We all miss our "Maa ke haath ka khana" at some point of   life,don't we ? She loves to share her beautiful memories about how our nani used ...

Hi people, I hope you all are fine ! Today, I am posting my first ever blog which is related to my experience about food . Food is just not an edible thing . It carries some emotions. The emotions are for life.  The picture you see above is the first cake I baked for someone else. I baked this one 5 years ago . I didn't tasted it but the comments I got over it were just overwhelming for me. I think everyone should share their stories. I shared mine too!❤🥮