I’m still not over with the Covid-time disasters that happened in the world and in my kitchen. There is one thing called as exploring the recipes and cuisines. But over-enthusiasm to explore without fully studying the cuisines may result in man-made disasters. Or gluttonyguilts-made disasters! The idea of France always produces some different level of…
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My kitchen Miracles – III – how to prepare a zesty plate of pasta
Before Covid came, I had never prepared a proper pasta sauce from the scratch. And after the Covid-era, I always prepare pasta sauces from scratch. I cannot imagine exposing my palate and my J-bag to the store-brought-monstrosity-in-a-jar. And before today’s kitchen miracle, I had only prepared the red sauce from scratch only once in which…
My kitchen disaster VIII – how not to cook quinoa
Covid came and brought a slew of wannabe chefs on Instagram. People who had not cooked even a day in their lives started posting atrocities such as noodle fritters, chocolate momo and the likes. In my defense, I had cooked for not just a day, but for years before covid came. It is a different…
My kitchen disaster VII – The sneaky farfalle/bow-tie pasta
A fine day during my B.Tech days, some 14 years back, I was watching a cooking show. It was an Indian show and the chef was cooking pasta. Till then, I had only known macaroni/penne/fusili as the only pasta shapes. But in that particular episode, the chef was showing a highly artisanal pasta crafted in…
My kitchen miracles – I
I usually keep the challenging-to-make dishes for some fine day when I will have plenty of time on my hand, when the unicorns will be frolicking and the rainbows will be illuminating the sky. Yes, the day that never comes! (This sentence just came to me, I hope Metallica does not sue me for copyright…
My kitchen disasters-III
“Ek to karela, upar se neem-chadha” This is a famous notion in Uttar Pradesh where the bitterness of bitter gourd is compared to the taste of neem. And when my dear mother started feeding me bitter gourd, I absolutely hated it! Hate is not a very strong word for the bitterness on my tongue, detest…
Kingdom of Ash – the last book of Throne of Glass series
Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home. Manon Blackbeak or Crochan – holy Gods is a sight to behold or read in this book. She goes from a witch who is afraid to admit, afraid to care to rightfully…
A guy like that
His captivating voice With hints of calmness Dollops of playful banter A guy like that Comes fleeting into your miserable life He supports you Even when you push him away Is there for you When no one is, Giving you day dreams This guy A guy like that Makes you believe In the beauty of…
Magical voice
On a hot summer morning In the blazing heat Your cooling magical voice Enchanted this broken soul And my heart always skips a beat When your voice comes across For my soul sings along When your voice soothes it You laugh with me And my whole world turns around Or did this world just finish…
And the search still goes on!
Life, they say is a treasure, and I say it is difficult to measure, For me, it is the search that started years ago, because in this sea of love my boat still rows. It waits for your island which is far away, “Be patient my boat”, I always say…. I search for you in…
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