A 50 year old red-oxide floored kitchen; a huge bubbling baandli (kadai) sits on a gas stove next to a south facing window in the brightly lit corner of that kitchen. The white wall behind the stove turned somewhat brown is spattered with black-brown blotches. A middle aged saree clad lady stands facing the window vigorously stirring the contents of the kadai, her eyebrows cringing, her arms covered in a towel to avoid all the vicious spattering.
Where should I start about Yogurt?
If I get carried away which I almost always do, I might start on a poetic note. Such as, if yogurt was a flower, I’d imagine it would be magnolia or white rose.
But I am glad it isn’t. Because, hypothetically speaking, if there’s one good reason I can’t be a full time vegan, it has got to be yogurt other than ghee of course.
Really. You know what is indispensable in my kitchen?
Super soft Roasted Butternut squash Paratha speckled with Nigella seeds
Recently when I was reading this, I realized just how well we, my daughter and I, fit into the foodie mom-picky eater child paradox that I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I often resort to sneaking vegetables and fruits, vegetables mostly, so that my almost-five-year-old gets her nutrition while fussing less about new food she’s not comfortable eating or even touching.
Walnut Date Squares with Flax seeds and Dark Chocolate
Cannot believe this year has flown by so fast, it is that time of the year already!
Coconut Almond Fudge
Remember, in my after vacation come back post, I mentioned that all I did was eating and zero cooking, when I was back home in India? It was true. And, I also hoped to share recipes of some lovely food I ate then. So, this is from one such unforgettable eating experiences.
While I was in Mysore, my maami (uncle’s wife) had prepared special sweets and savories to welcome the longtime visiting family, ahem, us. When she offered me a coconut burfi, at first , I was judgemental. How didfferent can a coconut burfi be?