The Diary Food Captured with Yummy Thoughts | Season 16

I love to cook for my friends and family, it gives me much pleasure. Here are a few of my favorite food photographs to start my culinary adventure off well. Because they record not just the flavors of the meal but also the feelings and memories that accompany it, I treasure every one of these images. Out of all the tasty treats, I've decided to highlight the birthday meal of my kid since it is a special occasion for me. For the sake of my dear family, I spent many hours honing this culinary masterpiece. A delectable array of delicacies, all painstakingly prepared by me, were included on the menu. Satisfying Chicken Roast, Flavorful Beef Vuna, Rich Egg Curry, Delectable Prawn Curry, Aromatic Polaw, various colorful veggies, and show-stopping Beef Kababs were all part of the menu. Seeing my loved ones enjoy each mouthful brought me an indescribable sense of pleasure and fulfillment. For the 1st time, I cooked a huge quantity of food and I successfully made all the dishes.

It brings back wonderful memories of a lunch excursion with my mom and sister's at Sultan's Dine, our favorite restaurant in Dhaka, where we had the unique Mutton Kacchi Biryani, as well as a day full of laughter, warmth, and, of course, the amazing flavor of the dish. Another must-have with any biryani is the famous Borhani drink. Complementing the luscious biryani tastes well, this flavorful and spiced drink elevated the dining experience to new heights. Looking at the pictures reminds me that certain moments are hard to put into words, and sharing a delicious lunch at Sultan's Dine with loved ones is one of those moments. Every mouthful brings up a flood of memories, thoughts, and feelings it's not just about the food.

As I delighted in the exquisite flavor of fuchka, a whirlwind of nostalgic recollections swept over me, transporting me to the carefree days of my school years. One ordinary street dish, fuchka, became a vehicle for many memories, feelings, and emotions. With every crunchy bite, I was whisked away from my school days by the sour tamarind water. After school, our excursions were characterized by the simple joys of sharing fuchka with friends, laughing till we could not breathe, and friendly rivalry to see who could conquer the most. My memories of the fuchka competition, a fun challenge for friends, are filled with happiness and companionship. As a snack, fuchka isn't much, but it transports me to a happier, less complicated period.

We must express gratitude to Allah for bestowing this bounty on us. I'm thankful that food can do more than fill our bellies; it can also fill our hearts with the comforting memories of good times spent together.