first time when I went to kolkata in 1991 when I was 12 years old. I went to Pishi's home & She bought a badminton bat for me. At that time, I was so excited. I remembered Pishi's attention & love which I never forget. 

When I was just about five years old, one of my favourite things to eat was garlic bread whenever we went outside to eat from a pizza place. So after eating so much garlic bread from these pizza places, I suggested to dida  to make garlic bread for afternoon snackand she went along with it. Since cooking was her forte, I believe that I was one of the few privileged who could instruct her to cook and she would indulge me. 

First we gathered the ingredients, which were grated cheese, garlic and bread. We gathered the ingredients in one spot and I helped dida to crush the garlic so that it could be in the centre of the bread and the cheese would hide it while it was being melted. It was the noisiest part of the whole process as the steel mortar and pestle clanked every time dida or I crushed the garlic cloves. We had crushed about 5 or six cloves of garlic and then we place them in the bread and then added the cheese on top before grilling it in the microwave for about 2-3 minutes.

After that was done, dida and I sat down to eat our garlic bread but as we took the first bite, realisation stuck that we had not put any butter in the bread and that we had to use a different type of bread because untoasted sliced white bread with cheese and crushed garlic with no seasoning did not taste as good as the ones as I had eaten from pizza places. However, I can say for certain that our combined effort in cooking my garlic bread was far more fulfilling and enjoyable than eating the bland and uninspiring final product.