Doing it the Grandma's way.

With a sweet smile on her rubby chubby face, Mum called me into the kitchen and showed me the ingredients on the kitchen counter.

Hmmmmmmmmm maggi, salt, pepper, curry, thyme. Ok?

I turned around to her

'Mummy, where are the remaining ingredients? I asked

'That's it Dear, i even grinded the pepper for you' she replied.

'But Mummy, it's fried rice we're supposed to be making' i almost screamed.

Well, my daughter pulled my arm and said 'Mummy cook Grandma style'.

Grandma's style was simple; every meal is what you imagine it to be so long as there was maggi and salt.

Remember traveling to the village and having Grandma make you meals and all you see is pot, water, maggi and salt? Few minutes later, they smile at you and present you with a meal only the Angels knows how it came about.

It's  cooking in the Grandma way.