In 2009 I was newly married and recently unemployed. To escape a sense of complete worthlessness, and fulfil the necessity to be fed, I took up cooking most reluctantly. Soon I found that the time I spent in the kitchen was both educational and therapeutic. However, it wasn’t enough to keep me out of the pits, so I started this blog, It kept my spirits up, and I had a project to work on – writing and cataloguing of my culinary journey.
Foodoodle is where I doodle in words and food. It is not your quintessential food blog, it is more of a documentation of life as seen through the kitchen window. Here you will find stories of my tryst with food – its making, eating, experimenting – and life – its stories and experiences. Please feel free to drop in and say hello or wave if you are passing by!