While describing a dish she had in F9, Priya use this phrase, and it hasn’t left my mind since then. And she promptly forgot the name of the dish, thus eliminating our chances of finding out what it is, and exposing us to a lifetime of experimentation with all the dishes on their menu.
Since then , I’ve been imagining how spring in a bowl would taste like, and what ingredients would go into it. Last night as I was returning from office, all tired and worn out , wondering what to eat for dinner, this phrase sprang up in my mind. En route home, I stopped at a grocery store, and picked up the veggies that I thought would create spring in my bowl.
