What is your favorite restaurant?
Discover why home-cooked food holds a special place in my heart and why I’ve never been a fan of restaurant meals. Simple, soulful, and made with love—this is my food philosophy.
“Cooking is like painting or writing a song. Just as there are only so many notes or colors, there are only so many flavors—it’s how you combine them that sets you apart.” – Wolfgang Puck
In a world where eating out has become a lifestyle, I stand on the quieter side of the spectrum—where the simmering pot in my own kitchen means more than a five-star restaurant meal.
From the very beginning, I’ve never truly liked food from hotels or restaurants. It’s not about hygiene or ambiance—it’s about taste. That mass-produced, one-size-fits-all flavor never resonates with me. So naturally, I don’t have a “favorite” restaurant. For me, favorite lies in my own kitchen.
“Food made by your own hands carries the essence of your being.”
I take immense joy in preparing food my own way—choosing ingredients with intuition, building flavors step-by-step, and letting aroma guide the pace. I enjoy minimalism in cooking. A perfect tempering with just the right amount of heat, golden brown onions, crisped turmeric and chili powder, and then the vegetables gently merging into the spices—this is where my comfort lies.
Salt is added not just for taste, but when the moment feels right. A sprinkle of fresh coriander on top, and that’s it. No fancy spice mixes, no over-the-top garnishes. Just simplicity.
Even chapatis—I prefer them made by my own hands, without oil. I don’t enjoy oily or greasy meals. Give me a simple meal: plain dal, white rice, and a dry vegetable made with care, and my day is complete
“Let your food reflect who you are—pure, simple, and full of heart.”
Since childhood, I’ve been conditioned to home-cooked meals. The deep emotional connection to food made at home makes it difficult—even impossible—for me to enjoy restaurant meals. If I ever fall sick and cannot cook, I simply skip the meal rather than opt for outside food. It may seem extreme to some, but to me, it’s non-negotiable.
“Food is not just fuel, it’s information. It talks to your DNA and tells it what to do.” – Dr. Mark Hyman
This isn’t stubbornness. It’s just how I am. Just as some people can’t live without travel or art, I can’t live without the authenticity of my own cooking.
What About You?
Do you feel the same about home food?
Do flavors crafted by your own hands bring you more joy than any takeout ever could?
Share your thoughts below—because every kitchen holds a story.
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