My kitchen disaster XV – the bajra besan laddoo

As a food blogger, I am inclined to experiment with new recipes now and then, especially around the festive season. But this time, I did not wish to craft the usual sweets. I am always on the lookout for unconventional recipes that are a bit guilt-free. πŸ˜‡ Before you unceremoniously term me as a health…

My kitchen disasters XIII – the overcooked spaghetti arrabiata 

Those of us who survived the Covid era have many stories to tell.  Fortunately or unfortunately, my Covid era kitchen disasters are still not ending. πŸ€“ Back in 2020, while still exploring the different shapes and sauces of pasta, and the aesthetics of plating this dish, I decided to craft a unique presentation style of…

My Kitchen Miracles VII – the tedious mutton keema

Covid was in full swing and it was recently proven that the Covid virus only spread through air. This piece of news meant that we could have non-vegetarian food again without the fear of getting the virus.  It ain’t swine-flu but still deadly. So I decided to try my hand at non-vegetarian food although I…

Absence

This year began on a cold note, and I listen to the resolutions everyone quotes, A new beginning is waiting for me there, but I lack the excitement because you are not here. The winter continues to send shivers across, and I gather myself to overcome your loss. The icy weather coerces layers upon layers,…

Ageing walls

The walls will turn more rusticThe designs will fade awayThe colours won’t last that longBut these memoriesOnly these memories shall remain! Major throwback to my travel escapade to City Palace, Jaipur.

Spring sprung!

The blossoms swayIn the spring windOr is it a breeze? For the spring has sprungCaressing the dancing leavesTeasing the twittering parrotsChasing the fireflies. The spring has sprungIlluminating the morningsWarming the daysAnd carrying the whiff of the jasminesInto the shimmering night!

Spring is here!

The frigid wind is resting After a tiring winter But I’m afraid to bloom Fearing the return of the snow. I yearn to bloom Because spring is near The pollens are poking now and then Assuring me that it is time to bloom. The spring air caresses my petals Pecking me to open to, The…

Highway haiku

The highways πŸ›£ of India have their own stories to shareTheir own cuisinesTheir roads are endless swathes of talesTaking notice of every human that walks by themChanging themAs these humans change the highways. Picture taken in 2017 at a local eatery en-route to Coorg, please travel responsibly and safely.

Winter realisation

Till 2018, I had associated winters with a runny nose, a dry coughing throat and air that was too cold to get out. But in December 2018, I visited Dhanaulti and could finally understand why many people are so fond of the crisp winter air. You see, I misunderstood the dreaded winter air with the…

Winter monochrome

The blacks shimmer their velvety eleganceIn the winters,While the whites and the creams wonder,Why the skies and snow mimic us,Unaware that they are imitating the winter monochrome!