I Am Mad

So I am mad. Really, really mad. Why? Because my maid decided to change the container of my fish and meat curry powder. I have very cleverly put the fish curry powder into a bottle with a blue cover. Blue as in sea, ocean - fish. Get it? And the meat (chicken & mutton) curry powder was put into a bottle with a red cover. Red meat??
So all my life as a corporate housewife, I never got my curries mixed up. Never! But alas today, I cooked mutton curry and I realised that both my curry powder container covers were red. So I asked my maid why did she change it.
And she said," Itu yang biru, sudah pecah."
"So now which is which", I asked her. She very confidently pointed to one of the bottles and swore that indeed that was the meat curry powder.
You didnt think that I trusted her, did you? I sniffed it for myself but unfortunately, I couldn't make out which was which because they both smelt and looked almost the same colour.
Anyway , judging from my instincts, I proceeded to cook my mutton curry which I really don't have the appetite to eat today. Probably I will have my cereals. I am on a 1,3,5 cereal nights. Supposedly to loose weight! And yup, its working.
Coming back to my maid and swish swashing my cooking ingredients. You know how maids are. They slowly creep into your kitchen and change the setting, your cooking utensils, the position of your electical appliances etc. Ladies beware! This is the first sign of them trying to take over. They start from the kitchen. I always tell my maids. This is my kitchen. Only I and I will change anything around here, understand?
A friend of mine once told me that if he doesnt eat by 9pm, there will be no dinner for him. I asked him why and he said after 9pm, the maid puts everything into the fridge and goes to bed. I asked him what was his wife doing? He said that she follows the maid's orders. WoW! That will never happen to me. Over my dead body!
One thing for sure, I never taught any of my maids to cook. I have very well trained them to prepare the ingredients for cooking. But I do the cooking. They do the cleaning and washing afterwards. My maids are so well trained that when I tell them I want to cook chicken sambal for instance, everything is reading from the ingredients to the wok and ladle- on the stove. I would don my apron, make an elegant entrance in clear Nigela style and cook the meals. In 30 minutes its all done and I exit.
Well, actually I have this mantra about cooking. I belief the mother of the house should do the cooking. When a maid cooks, she is merely wanting to finish her job. But when a mother cooks, she makes sure the consistency of the curry is correct, the taste, the presentation etc. In short not only is she feeding you with all the necessary vitamins and minerals but she is also feeding you with her love. A lot of care is given whilst cooking and a mother puts all her attention and thoughts into it and through out the cooking procedure all she is thinking is for the food to turn out delicious. And that precious thought permeates into the air and into the food that is being cooked. That is why when some people cook ,even a simple meal tastes so yummy!
Now where was I? Oh God! There's something fishy going on in my mutton curry. Wish me luck!!