It was one of those painful summer vacation visits to Kerala. I was about to turn 16 and spending the summer among relatives in god’s-own-forsaken land (or as it seemed to my action-crazed teenage eyes) wasn’t a prospect I was happy at. Away from home, school, Delhi and all my friends, in the maddening midst of hoards of relatives was the last place I wanted to be. Any of you who have had scores of smirking distant relatives walk up to you and ask, “do you know who I am”; only to be offended at your embarrassed but honest reply that you have no idea whatsoever (and frankly couldn’t care less) know the pain of those excruciating summers in the lap of beauty. The only significant silver lining was the impending delivery of my favourite aunt… That and the prospect of the yummy food ofcourse! Read more
Posts tagged ‘Dough’
Many of you have written in asking where I have disappeared again and to prove that I am still alive and kicking, here’s a long overdue but quick post on a recipe that used to be my favourite in the good old gluten friendly days. With a crunchy, crusty outside and a lovely soft inside, this is the perfect bread for dipping in flavoured oils, topping with your favourite cheeses, roast fruits or even just slathering with butter and honey. And of course, many of you know my partiality for grated dark dark chocolate, a drizzle of olive oil, a sprinkling on lemon zest and some flakey sea salt.
We once made elaborate plans of visiting Turkey. Much, discussion, exploration, sharing was undertaken … weeks of research … we were so so excited. We dreamt of the architecture our eyes would drink in, history that we would inhale, people we would know, bits of culture we would bring back. It would be life changing we were sure. Read more
Another guest post by Meryl the self-confessed bread un-lover. Now obviously that is more than I can digest. Even if it’s the last thing I do, I have made a solemn promise to the God of breads that this little girl is soon going to be a fellow bread worshipper. So did the orange cinnamon bread convert her? Hmmm … let’s just say I spied someone quietly wolfing down some homemade bread instead of rice for lunch yesterday!!