I accompanied Nareswara in his kitchen, he was making spicy cucumber pickles with boiled octopus meat. Watching him cook was like watching a skilled restaurant chef. He looked very flexible in cooking and was very familiar with the kitchen spices. Even the way he smelled the aroma of spices was like a spice expert.
"I really like cooking." He started the conversation by putting the cleaned octopus meat into the pan.
"Please put this spatula back in its place." I accepted the spatula that Nareswara gave, then hung it up stacked with a smaller spatula.
"Eh, that's wrong. Put it separately because it already has its own place." I changed the position of the spatula just now according to Nareswara's instructions.