Here comes our yummy, dainty, healthy Mr. paneer tikka,
Making us work for hours, not easy going , I must say.
Testing our patience like our mom.
Hung the curd whole night for him,
Chop the beautiful, colorful, magnificent veggies,
Then cruelly cut that white beautiful log of cheese in pieces,
Now to make it yum ,mix that hung curd with ginger, garlic paste and spices.
Just then next order raise his head,
Marinate all these white cheese and colorful veg with that yellow sticky paste,
It’s bit yuck, but what else I can do, Mr. tikka and my taste bud made me do that.
But here, where it’s going to end, Mr.tantrum I must say.
Again It’s his time to check our patience,
Now it will make us refrigerate the marinated stuff for hours again,
And after hours of wait, again still tiny miny work left,
Give touch of healthy saute for sophisticated health freak, and make me more tempted, says our Mr. tikka.
Then one last test of our patience more, as if tested yet less!
But this time it will reward us for sure,
Will make itself grill with our help for next 10-15 mins, and then all the tantrums of Mr. tikka gone and it’s ready to serve it’s best.
P.S. For all those who love rhyming and cooking, can also check this poem
which i wrote months back .
while writing new one was remembering my this old poem a lot.
(rhyming is not perfect, but hope it served the purpose here)