The colour of blood is Red. Red also indicates grave danger. Love is often expressed artistically by an arrow piercing a Red heart. Blood = Red Danger = Red Love = Red By the transitive property, Danger = Love = Blood (shed). Didn’t you always wonder if the mathematical properties you learnt at scho
I was updating my resume recently and after a bit of counting on my fingers, I noted down a total experience of 8.3 years. I felt kind of low the rest of the day, for apparently no reason and then it hit me. My college years were far, far behind me; I was not quite young anymore; I was, gulp, middle
My friend Crl told me recently that November was upon us and it was almost time to soak raisins in rum (for Christmas cake). And that statement plus all the wonderful baking happening on Rachel Allen’s Cake Diaries made me want to bake a cake more than anything else ever did! Determined to make som
This was obviously a recipe meant for Valentine’s Day. But then I decided that love should be celebrated all through the year and I should post this a few days late just to remind everyone of the promises made on V Day. I assure you, my being late had nothing to do with being inexplicably lazy.
Whether you are in love or not, this is one dessert that you’ll enjoy. Mini heart shaped pavlova drizzled with melted dark chocolate and filled with whipped cream, cherry pie filling and chocolate sauce; what’s not to like?
For someone who has no access to blueberries, I have bookmarked a lot of recipes that feature them as the star ingredient. What I love about these berries is the violent violet colour they give to desserts. Imagine a buttery blueberry muffin that has swirls of beautiful violet. Or an icecream that threatens to color your lips as you taste its intense and creamy flavour. A cool and mellow blueberry lassi that you can share with your girlfriends. Definitely lovely. And a quick search tells me that it is not just a pretty fruit but also has a whole lot of health benefits! They are packed with anti oxidants, fight heart diseases, improve memory and may help fight cancer.
I am not the only one with a blueberry fascination. I have friends who have on several occasions expressed their desire to get hold of some berries so they could try out one recipe or the other. In fact, one of them says she shed tears of joys when she saw fresh blueberries for the first time ever in Lulu Mall, Cochin. An
My new, bright green, silicon cupcake molds stared at me every time I entered the kitchen. There were a 100 cakes I wanted to bake, but all of them used egg. While I have no qualms about eating cakes with egg in them during Lent, the thought of actually baking them made me slightly uneasy. And I wa
If love had to be represented by a fruit, I think strawberries would do the job really well. For one, they are rarely available. Next, most of the ones you do find are bruised and may even have one or more happy worms within, not something to be happy about unless you are a worm yourself. You hear everyone raving about them, the juiciness, the sweetness, the looks, but when you bite into one, you realize they are just blah. Highly over rated. And lastly, they turn out to be more expensive that lots of other simpler fruits. (I am of course talking about the strawberries available here in Bangalore, perhaps they are much better elsewhere? Or is that what everyone thinks?)
Anyway, I am not a fan of the fruit, but qya loves them. (Young and carefree, what does he know?) When he spotted strawberries on our last shopping trip, he squealed happily and batted his eyelashes at me just the right number of times, convincing me to give the fruit one more chance. We turned over a couple of boxes
It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving. – Mother Teresa Truly, there is more happiness in giving than receiving. The joy is in watching your kid’s face light up as he unwraps the gifts left by Santa as a token of appreciation for his good behaviour during the year. It i
“A twist on ghee fried plantains? Really? That would so not work. Ridiculous!”. These were my first thoughts when I glanced at the pictures of “Stuffed Plantains” in Vanitha. My skepticism was fully justified because fried plantains was a classic that required minimum effort and nobody in their right minds would try and improve on a classic. I actually felt a teeny weeny bit insulted by the recipe. So, I decided to try it out just so I could prove my point, you know? But incredibly, astonishingly I was proved wrong! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I must admit (grudgingly so) that the “Stuffed Plantain” is in fact a couple of notches better than our good old Fried Plantain.
This is quite a simple recipe to put together. You just warm up freshly grated coconut along with raisins and nuts and sprinkle in some sugar and spices. This would be our filling. Spread out the filling over plantain slices fried in ghee. Roll them up and secure with tooth picks.
One of my recent chain mail events with friends involved sharing a lot of cake recipes and pictures. It seemed everyone had contracted a baking virus, even the pregnant lady (soon to be mother of two, as she often reminds us). I read wistfully through all their baking adventures, wistfully because I
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