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Asia gave me wings. And Banh Xeo.

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I love these steamed bao buns found all over Malaysia and Singapore. And red bean paste and BBQ chicken are as good as they come

Having grown up reading, much of my cooking inspiration came from the books I read. And since most of that was European or at any rate western, all those tea parties, fairy food, jam tarts, lemonades and the like are to answer for my incessant desire to eat, cook, bake, experience western cuisines (and my girth). On the other hand, I always considered Asian food to be vaguely but politely uninteresting. How foolish, blind and delusional was I.

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This image from a street in Penang is one of my favourite from last year and for me quintessential Penang.

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Basil And lemon Scented Sweet Corn Pancakes


Now that I cook and blog through life, sunday mornings are lie-in, slow-to-start days. As opposed to earlier when weekends were when I satisfied my weeklong craving to cook and bake, and so weekends meant marathon cooking sessions, I now look to put together something simple but fun enough for Sundays. Large greasy english breakfasts are welcome, eggs benedict’s and waffles are a staple. This Sunday, having hoarded a big lot of sweet corn, wanting to use it up but also have something fun, I adapted one of the recent recipes I had noticed on the Smitten Kitchen blog to make it healthier (more whole wheat) and fragrant (basil and lemon). And then proceeded to contradict that by smothering it in loads of butter and honey before gorging it all up! Try it.. Read more

Whole wheat crepes with a creamy spinach-mushroom filling and cinnamon scented peaches

You know the way there are people who remember the very first date with the person they married? The place, the music, the ambience, the food..all become special. So it is with pancakes for me. I have a real big mushy soft spot for pancakes. They were my very first foray into the world of cooking at the age 6 or so... and remain a bit of magic for me. Everything about crepes spells nostalgia …reminding me of the kitchen at my childhood home in Delhi with its blue tiles, my moms precious and then new frying pan, the marble of the kitchen counter with its grey veins, the dining table chair that I stood on as I cooked, the old fork with its old fashioned engraving (one out of the 3 we owned), the ceramic white plates with the brown print near the outer ring… faded and aged memories, lovingly stored and brought out for a walk across time, every single time I make pancakes. Read more

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