Growing up, one of my fondest memories involving food was our annual family picnics. My mother and grandmother would bring a kerosene stove and carry a big basket of fresh vegetables & fruits. So much so that even the samosas were fried on the side to be served as a hot snack with tea, and of course, the pakori pulao, the family's signature dish, was cooked at the picnic spot with the whole family and children. During these picnics, my mother would involve all the kids, teaching us how to cook and showing us how to peel, chop, or serve. The home-cooked parathas with achaar were among the top favourites of the family members. There were a variety of mithais from our favourite spots, Kanwarji or Ghantewale. During winters, It would usually be Moong Dal Halwa and Baalushahi. We would all work together to prepare and enjoy the food at Qutub Minar.