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Make Your Own Dumplings – Gyoza

Ever since I discovered momos in the Tibetan market outside NID I’ve been in love with dumplings. My accomplice for many a day of heartbreak, joy, depression, hope and a part of the most important lesson I learnt in life – solitude. There’s something just so comforting about dumplings. Read more

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Sugar poached orange slices of heaven

In the past few weeks that have seen me absconding from the blog, I’ve been  collecting so many recipes I want to share with you guys that I don’t know where to begin. It started with this beautiful, simple bread kneaded with the slap and fold technique of Richard Bertinet’s, that I am currently in love with (and is my only current workout plan). This technique has found its way into many of my loaves recently – from baguettes to sweet breads to pizza! Read more

When baking gets peachy

I’ve long been a fan of Dorie Greenspans Dimply plum cake and when I recently saw an enormously tempting pic Rutvika Charegaonkar had posted on Facebook, I knew I had to rustle this one again ASAP.

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Now, when I need to bake, I need to do bake and not having any plums wasn’t going to stop me either. To kill two birds with one stone, I decided to use up some peaches that I wasn’t in the mood to eat as God (pr Man) made them. After all, fruit MUST be consumed. Everyday.

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To take the whole thing up a notch and accentuate the peaches, I ditched the cardamom and vanilla and replaced them with 2tsp finely chopped basil leaves, 4 cloves, zest of 2 limes and half an orange. The eureka moment for me, though was when I held above four together in my hand, trying to smell them together and get a sense of wether I thought it would work. Did you know that cloves have a note that distinctly echoes the spicy notes of basil? And this is the same note that brings out some complexity in peaches! Meanwhile, citrus , especially lime underlines the fresh tart sweet juiciness of the fruit. How can this not be exciting? It’s such joy to see what flavour combinations can do. The fragrance of the cake alone was payoff enough and the layers of aromas, more delicious because of the unusual herbiness of basil. Perhaps it was the citrus and spice combo but for me, this cake tasted distinctly of Christmas.
Suffice to say, this is a much better way to eat peaches.

Do check out the recipe on Smitten Kitchens blog.

My new favourite way with mushrooms

My grandmother (called chaachi by her siblings, children and grandchildren alike) was a formidable force in our family. In her white mundu, cotton top and large hoops of gold that dangled from her ears, she was ever the gracious, devout Syrian Catholic matriarch – Mother of 9 strapping lads and 2 girls, this was the real grip that kept the family, home, hearth and plantation going. Each of her kids regarded her with a mixture of fear, reverence and love. Each seemed convinced that s/he was the one she had a special bond with, her secret favourite. She had a proverb for every situation, advice for every concern, solution to every problem. What’s more, farm hands, cousins, neighbours..all sought out her secret Ayurvedic ‘green’ remedies to drive away pains, heal wounds and cure secret illnesses. To my young, citified eyes, chaachi was a rather intimidating figure. More the busy disciplinarian than the dada dadi ki kahaaniyaan type of grandmother, she was the last word on all things to do with farming, Catholicism, and upbringing of cattle and kids. And yet she was our last resort to get what we wanted out of our parents. If chaachi had agreed to a jaunt we had planned, no elder would ever have the guts to refute. Read more

The only Ice-cream recipe you will ever need

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A good vanilla ice cream is a thing of great joy. Use seeds freshly scraped from a pod and you have the most delicate but beautifully flavoured dessert – The perfect accompaniment to a warm piece of pie or a bowl of fruit.

When I think back to the time I spent in US, my memory of this summery day in Baltimore sometimes comes back to haunt me. To soothe my lonely broken heart I had decided to walk home so I could spend the last dollar I had on me, at an icecream parlour I had been eyeing for a long time. Taking on every decadent topping imaginable, I ordered the largest serving I could and longingly watched the server mix up the loot deliciously. Every moment of the complicated mixing process elevated my sense of anticipation and excitement till I finally got the treasure in my own hands and walked out with my trophy… only to trip on the doorstep. I can still see that ice cream cone in graphic detail – spinning in slow motion and then laying splattered at my feet…all before I could get a single lick. Yep, greed goeth before a fall.

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