Saturday, January 26, 2008

My "Cook"er with his cooker...

Arnav loves to cook. Everytime I go in the kitchen, he pulls up a dining table chair to the kitchen counter, climbs on it and then asks me to bring his pan, a spoon and a pretend stove.

Then the demands start coming...Mamma, give me bread, give me oil, give me pyaz, give me ketchup, give me cereal, give me aata and everything goes in the pan and is stirred vigorously, splattering my countertop and creating a big mess that makes my cleaners work harder and harder to earn their wages




Here, Arnav the master chef, is making paranthi, with a filling of granola!









All this is ok--hey, its just some mess that can be scrubbed and wiped off. Then comes the big demand...Mamma, taste it please, I made this for you!!!!! And then that culinary concoction is presented to me and to Papa to taste and eat up! Ewww.... Half the time, I am somehow able to dodge tasting it by telling him that I have "pretend tasted" it and the other half of the times, I distract him somehow and the food goes down the sink.



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1 comment:

annju said...

how cutee !!!!
I want to cuddle the little angel.....

Arnav should always sing while cooking.....