Making of a frittata - Deepak Salwan
Making of a Frittata Just like eggs, you get broken ; not once , not twice but a dozen times and whisked like there’s no tomorrow. While holding on to your equanimity, you start to wonder what is happening- you were suppose to be a chicken but then a lot of dust just like baking flour is thrown onto you and you are whisked more - again like as if there is no tomorrow. You meet a lot of other chopped ones - like onions , peppers , chillies and wonder why it is all being put together. Then some more strings get attached - just like them cheese strings. Meanwhile somewhere, a pan is getting buttered for you, of which you have no idea. That’s not the end - now, in that pan, you are thrown into the heat which feels like a pre-heated oven at 350. With nothing to forfend, you accept your fate and wait to meet your destiny , not for one or two or three but a whole 60 mins. Then, realisation start to dawn upon you, why you had to be broken , why every thing got added to you to make that mix