It is often
said that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I am wondering why they
didn’t tell the poor men that the same thing works for women too. I think my
dearest husband realized the unsaid. I
am saying this because a fortnight back his cooking instinct suddenly became
active and he decided to put on a chef's cap. He wanted to cook me a meal and not just any two-minute maggi meal
(though that too is special in its own way).
We went
grocery shopping, which is a chore my husband absolutely loves. He turns into a
kid when he goes grocery shopping (believe me it is cute!). Since it was just
the two of us at home that night, he decided to cook us some peri-peri grilled
chicken (now stop drooling and read further ;)) and lord it was one of the
yummiest home cooked meals I had had in ages!