My mother often used to share wise persons' quotes.
One day, she posed the question- "Do we 'eat to live' or 'live to eat'?
When I feel like a glutton or ponder about what to cook or eat, or when I find some people discussing only about food full-time as though their lives depend on food, I am reminded of my mother.
She made sure we were always fed with hot home-cooked food, served with a lot of love and care, sometimes right from the flame to plate. My mother was a great cook.
Cooking and serving three meals a day for so many people, with a variety of dishes, and maintaining the taste and love is quite an effort. But, she multi-tasked, prepared, and served.
In those days, there were no food delivery apps. One had to physically visit a restaurant or joint to order and pick up the parcel. Even if there were, my mother would not have personally ordered. She always believed in her healthy and wholesome meal preparations, rather than outside food, on which we have no control.
Which oil and how much quantity is used? How many extra spices? Has hygiene been maintained?
We lost our mother 13 years ago.
My father buys food more often these days. He says that he likes to get food from outside for a change of taste. But I secretly think that he does that so we don't have to cook.
