People capture memories on camera, I capture them by foodđ.
Donât get me wrong, Iâm not some boomer who refuses to take pictures (trust me, my gallery is whole damn museum). Itâs just that food can be memories too!
The coffee dates with my friends, paani puri challenge with my cousins, and what not.
They say âEat to live.â I mean, have you met paani puri? If not, do meet him, heâs a nice guy ( joking, guys itâs just dish.. donât go swiping right) lol.
And oh lord, where do I start for my love for non veg?

My love for biryani has no limits. The tender meat and the rice⌠yum! I remember the non vegetarians in my class would be like âveg biryaani is not real biryani, itâs just pulao.â No comments on that lol.
I remember, when I was a kid (around 5 or 6 years of age) I loved ladyâs finger (Okra, bhindi, Vendakkai). My brother once asked âwould you kill for a ladyâs finger?â My innocent self replied, âOf course I wouldâ ( relax peeps, I was kidding⌠I think)
But slowly slowly, my love for it faded away. I still like it but not as much as before (I matured guys cmon)
Desserts!!! Letâs be honest, why talk about deserts when we could just go have itđ!


But more importantly, itâs also the people youâre with make your food even better.
âA good person is like good food.. cherish themâ
~ Međđťââď¸
This was a very impromptu blog.. but here you go.
Until next time!

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