Is your hobby really what you like ?
To get smokey flavor in your tikka, coal’s smoke particulates need to combine with the fat in the marination. This and many other learnings I applied to my new hobby of cooking at time of great lock down. Cooking videos were my daily dose of dopamine, making sambhar paste was my default response to a bad stakeholder meeting, cooking meat on weekend was my revival after a never-ending stressful week, a big chef knife was birthday present to myself after a forgetful encounter with “frenemy” at work. Now at a cyclical peaceful time of the year, I prepared my signature chicken karahi for few guests, it tasted same but cutting onions wasn’t akin to revenge, spices didn’t smell like victory the slow burn cooking didn’t transport me to my happy place. It didn’t give me a high nor the feeling that I should do it more often, or a desire that I should leave my work and purse this full time. Are our hobbies and creative pursuits just escape mechanism? And maybe reason why we don’