Palakkad may not be the most exciting thing to have happened to Kerala and you would be forgiven for thinking that nothing really ever happens in this sleepy Kerala town. It’s not my favourite place in Mallu-land but by function of having family which has decided that Palakkad is home, I don’t have much of a choice… 15 days in Palakkad. Yayyyyy….!
Day One of course is spent sleeping and eating home-made food. Been a while since I have had both. Day Two is when Mum n Dad land in town so the day is spent chatting, being mollycoddled and eating even more sumptuous food. Mommy cooks best, be aware! Day three and I have, in a rare moment of generosity, promised to prepare my special mutton recipe for everyone. By the end of the day, I am regretting my offer as the couch seems infinitesimally more inviting than the thought of four hours in the kitchen. There’s the weekly CSI episode that I am bound to miss in the meantime. All protests are thrown out of the window by mum however and by the end of four hours spent cooking the mutton, I have made a mental note of the virtues of keeping mum when someone mentions mutton next time.
