This topic had been on my list for quite sometime now, but never got around posting it here. Thanks to the conversation I had with Visha, I got reminded of how onions are always mine 🙂
I always love chopping my veggies. The symmetric circles or cubes or juliennes interest me so much so that, I always end up fighting with S to give back the chopping board and knife- if he decides to help me with the chopping. Its a hard think for me to do cooking, if someone else chops the veggies for me. I should do everything myself, to my satisfaction. All is well, until I am in Bangalore – that is when I cook in my kitchen, with my cutting board and stuff.
The situation just changes itself the moment I land at my in-laws. The only expectation my MIL has for me as soon as I land there is to own up the kitchen and cook a meal for the family. When I say own up the kitchen, I should come up with the lunch/dinner menu, make sure all the veggies are available, cut them up and cook the meal. What can be so wrong with this simple request? Nothing except for the fact that we are big family for around 9 people. I knew what I signed up for, the minute I said “YES” to S. I am not regretting that I got myself into a big family – Never will that happen. I always have not one, not two but atleast four souls who would help me out. Again the problem is, none of them share the ownership, forget the idea of taking up the ownership of the kitchen. Of course, my MIL hleps me some cutting, chopping and some lifting, dropping etc. But still I feel like I am left to do everything. It all started immediately after my wedding and from that weekend to the one I last spent there, I do all the cooking if I am staying with them.
Every time I sit down to chop something, my MIL dutifully sits next to me passing me all the onions to be chopped. We are not talking about one or two onions here, but atleast half a kg of onions. Depending on the type of meal being prepared, I would end up chopping atleast 15-20 onions. Next one to come to me is the brother of onion – garlic. Peeling garlic is one chore I hate myself and end up buying ginger garlic paste from the store. But at my ILs, they use fresh ground ginger garlic and again, I need not emphasis the quantity here. By the time, I finish all the onion chopping, I look like a replica of Panda bear. I would not even complain, if thats the only onion chopping I would have to do. Lets say, I finish cooking and come down to sit for a few minutes after standing in the hot kitchen for like 2.5 hrs. The next set of onions would come searching to me, wherever I am – that is in case there is a need. If lets say, I am somewhere not reachable. Then the onions would wait, until I am back to my position 😀 There is nothing I can say, but chop the onions here.
At this rate, I would soon be named as the “Onion DIL” 😆