Food Euphemism for Tolerance #FridayReflections

From being a regular tantrum-thrower at the dinner table, a fussy eater and the ‘I want only bhindi in my tiffin’ rule-maker to ‘lets experiment something with karela’, I’ve come a long way.

Much to my mother’s chagrin, this gradual change started showing in me only when I started living in a hostel and had to make do with whatever piece of half-cooked unnamed vegetable that made it to my plate. I was never easy on her.

Added to that, post-marriage, there was this honest desire to be polite to my mom-in-law’s culinary creations and gulp them down with a smile. Fortunately, she got the cue sometimes and only gently prodded me to taste something before rejecting it.

Call it bowing down to pressure or resigning myself to the situation, looking back, I don’t feel sorry for any of it. If anything, in a way I feel this food euphemism accentuates the fact that this change depicts something far deeper than a shift in my taste buds.

It is all about acceptance – acceptance of the fact that karela is bitter, but that is its characteristic. No matter how much we try to mask it with other flavours the bitterness will never go away completely. This isn’t reason enough to hate it. It is what it is.

mycollage_62.png

Achari Karela…looks yummy right? 🙂

It isn’t limited to this one thing anyway. With age and experience, we develop certain maturity and become slightly tolerant of other people. (Kind request: Please take the tolerant word only in this context). We tend to come to terms with the fact that they might be different from us and that doesn’t make them wrong.

Me, I guess I’m tolerant to the extent that I do not question people on personal matters like their choice of religion, their political views, their inclination towards any culture etc. Everyone is entitled to their opinion. If I don’t agree with them and them with me, we can still be respectful towards each other. That’s the least we can do.

What are your feelings about this? Are you tolerant?

fridayreflections-button

Advertisements

36 thoughts on “Food Euphemism for Tolerance #FridayReflections

      1. you are getting regular tea!! Go hug your Mr A immediately!!😊😊.Dont treat ghar ki murgi as daal barabar 😊
        Although i have asked mrs to let us (me n kids) prepare food on some sunday and she not to enter kitchen but till now she hasnt granted this wish 😊

        Liked by 1 person

      2. Regular…no way!! 😑😑
        The fun part is that A Jr takes my side and asks him to make it. How much work will Mamma do…he tells him. 😁
        If he does enter the kitchen A knows he cannot leave it looking like a battleground, or he’s had it. 😂😂

        Liked by 1 person

      3. The boys always favour mom no matter what and in a way it looks good to see this 😊. Daughters are more partial towards papa i think…
        And yes cleanliness after food work is as imp and cant be ignored ☺

        Liked by 1 person

  1. I think I am tolerant enough (I eat anything that walks, flies or swims… Apart from the green stuff rich in Vitamin A ;-)). As a matter of fact we all are to a certain extent. Some choose to mask their tolerance based on situations they find themselves in. You are right, it’s a matter of personal choice and that ought to be respected.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. So much tolerance for food is impressive. I’m vegetarian, so I’m possibly not as tolerant as you in this regard. 😁
      We don’t lead our lives to please others, do we? All of us have certain likes and dislikes. Its advisable to not let it become a weapon for personal attacks.

      Like

  2. I completely agree with you…..everyone is entitled to their opinion, though I may not agree with them on certain issues. I never like to force my opinion on anyone, including my children. Guess, that qualifies me to be tolerant.
    btw, I am tolerant to eating karela as well ! Sprinkle salt and keep it aside for half an hour. Then squeeze out the juice. The bitterness vanishes 🙂 😉

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Exactly. We cannot try and find ways to be intolerant towards anyone qho doesn’t come from the same place we do.
      Oh yes. My mother told me this soaking with salt thing when I was a kid. She loved karela. Recently, I had made a recipe for her that I learned from my neighbour and she loved it!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Yes. Even using different oils for cooking..like mustard oil…changes the taste. I make it in many ways…with or without onions aand garlic…stuffed ones…boiled ones…with saunf…etc. You have any special recipe?

        Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s