It’s said that nine out of ten people like chocolate and the tenth lies! If there’s a synonym for my name, it’s ‘Chocoholic’. Everyone has got that one craze in their life, they’re nuts about. Chocolate – in my case. I crave the sweet taste of it, feel as if being in heaven, devouring the sinful snack. Even it’s smell sends my senses into a frenzy. My strict diet plan always have a room for exceptionally one calorie rich item, chocolate. Neither I can go shopping without bringing home some chocolate. My birthday gifts are always chocolates too.
I personally hate cooking, neither in a favor to learn it as I have got cooks who does everything for us. Thus I never intended to go for cooking classes. Likewise all mothers, mine also wishes her daughter to be a cooking expert. Unfortunately my instincts never encouraged me to step forward. At times she stood me to watch a cooking show, to awaken that interest in me. As the proverb says: “when there’s a will, there is a way. When there is an ill will, you find an excuse.” In a nutshell, I found that route towards my kitchen door which seemed beautiful. I planned to use my love against my hatred. I tried to learn the making of chocolate desserts at home. Thus I grabbed couple of recipes through internet. My first attempt was for ‘Chocolate Truffles Cups’, which resulted in a mess. I didn’t lose hope. Next trial was ‘Chocolate mousse’, which wasn’t incredibly good either. Eventually my morale was getting low. Thus this time I extracted a recipe containing least number of ingredients so lesser effort was required. Chocolate Lava Cake ! I somehow managed trying this too. Consequently as always, it wasn’t as it was supposed to be but unlike the previous trials, this tasted actually good. After several trials on it, finally I initiated making it perfectly. Now all tend to love dining table more since it became part of it. And my proud brothers made me popular within our family. I commenced making it in huge quantities for parties now. Even brought it on Bake Sale Event at LSE, the Best Dessert of the event. Now that I have found a route to kitchen, I hope I’ll be a cooking expert one day InshaAllah.
Once on my way back to home I craved for a chocolate cake lying in refrigerator. When I arrived home in a rush, discovered that, my ‘Billy Bunter’ brother, had already gulped it. The best way I thought of fulfilling this craving was, to bake a leftover chocolate sauce in a microwave oven, which wasn’t supposed to be in this manner. “Something is better than nothing.” It turned into an awkward shaped weird kind of brownie. Seeing my insanity, mom laughed till her stomach hurts.
Whenever I go out on weddings/parties, I tend to grab dessert before meal. Though it’s enormously embarrassing for my family but I can’t help it, when lavish desserts with chocolate slathered over everything from root to tip is right there on the table with no one around yet to attack on it. There comes a feeling “its all mine!”
By
Sana Mateen
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Faces of Pakistan 