This might be an exercise in futility but here I am trying to start a new run at the food blog o’ mine. I have another blog in the works sort of, but that’s still in development and won’t be food-focused, so it would sure be nice to keep this one going, especially since I feel my technique and flavor palate has grown. This is due in large part to some appetizing projects the husband and I are embarking on; I’ll be excited to share those projects with you once they are blossom to a stage that is worth revealing to the world (or the tiny web of the wide world that still looks at this measly blog). At any rate, I can’t seem to escape food—cooking, writing, or even researching it.
Writing has become a little difficult as of late because of a raging battle inside my head. Not a mental struggle, or an emotional tug, or an intellectual challenge, although those run their course all the time as well. No, I literally have been plagued with headache after headache after headache for a week or more now. The consistency reached full momentum a few days ago, but it had been building up—and thus simple things like typing have become quite cumbersome and mind-numbing at its worst. Nevertheless I sit here now to share a few thoughts and exploits, in a brave attempt to conquer the pain and oust it from its reign.
And with that battle momentarily won, I move on to another battle I fought full-fledged, and also emerged the victor. My opponent: spinach. I admit I haven’t had the most loving relationship with the leafy green; for some reason I am very particular about overpowering or rather completely evaporating the raw spinach flavor, but I always end up unsuccessful for some ridiculous reason or another. But not this time! Yes, I regale in even the smallest of victories, and minutest of accomplishments. For most people, spinach, or Palak, is a straightforward dish–to those people, I stick out my tongue. My relationship with palak just needed some extra attention and effort, that’s all. Continue reading →
Recently G asked me jokingly (or so I hope) if I were cooking for my blog or for him. Granted, this may have followed the recent Artemis Fowl-inspired dinner, but he’ll be the first to tell you that that dinner was actually among his recent favorites. Nevertheless I felt that perhaps I should do something specifically for his taste buds. I do generally like to cook daal (lentils), bhindi (okra), and other simple dishes we absolutely love—eventually I’ll share those, it ain’t nuthin fancy yo!!—but I figured I’d surprise him with something special.
Herein arises the problem. His dream food is biryani – spicy, rich, greasy, fluffy, awesome biryani. It also happens to be a dish I just cannot seem to conquer. This is not the first time I’ve attempted the dish but for the sake of the blog, this is where the battle begins. Continue reading →
This one goes out to my sister. That’s really all I have to say. I wanted to do something new for the husband, and I had ground chicken waiting to be used. I could actually have made spring rolls (a favorite of many of my friends) but those take a bit too much time when I don’t usually have as much as I would like. Plus that’s not dinner, just a side. And I like to spend 1 to 2 hours leisurely in the kitchen (so I’m not spastic and cooking away feverishly)—it’s hugely therapeutic and relaxing for me—but I usually need to pick G up from work too so I have to take breaks in between cooking if I’m not done.
a bowl of splattered goodness!
So at any rate, something that I can conceivably put on hold if need be… and what I decided on were Chicken Kofta—Pakistani/indian chicken meatballs. Continue reading →