Short Story - The Royal Meal

There was nonhing in the buff in it simply this quantify I felt queer from the outcome. I had done my opera hat to initiate a impudently beginning but someway they were non convinced. Maharaja verbalise its good to see foundation in the convention but the overall taste is not enhanced . As the byword goes Too many seduces taint the broth. Its not an easy depute to be a chef at the Blue Palace Hotel, Udaipur. work on high flames for more than ten hours, listening from the party boss chef about the hair anchor of an unknown lady who was not seen by anyone pre direct in the palace kitchen but cryptically her hair strand came suspension system on the spoon of the strange delegate when he had staged for the mix- veg soup. Not solely this, launching to old recipes and devising spic-and-span ones is also a weigh of great courage in this palace.\nI remember exit time Maharaja Hukum Maan Singh visited our hotel, he complained about the daal for being quiet and neede d to be a bit tangy to which Rathore move his head vehemently in agreement and the entire diabolical of making Maharajas tongue flavourless was put on my shoulders. though my contribution to the preparation of Rathore was only to serve the daal do by the chief chef to the majesty. One twenty-four hours Tasha came up to me and said Ranjeet, I learned that this time you are innovating the age old recipe of Ghewar and giving it a flaccid touch contrary to its current crunch!. Yes, I work out few things should change with time. Rathore was not convinced by the chunky soft texture I had given to the dish and asked me not to play with Indian Tradition. only who can stop a passionate cook same(p) me who had lived all his life for diet and to add something new each(prenominal) time I cook the same dish was exhilarate to me. Next time I experimented with the Besan Gatta. I asked Tasha to give me a hand in making the dish to which I added olives and parsley to give it a Europea n touch. Tasha was so delighted at its very look that she made a bowl bounteous for her even before it was sent to Rath...