Wishing you all a very Happy Diwali!!
May it brighten up your life and fill it with all the colors of love!
Also wishing you all a very Happy Islamic New Year!
Yes, its that time of the year when we cook, cook and cook..and then eat, eat and EAT! Ahh love it…so yea we cook as many delicious dishes possible and then have a feast after sunset to celebrate/welcome our new year. Dishes include various mithais (sweets), savories, fruits, dry fruits and the main course. As a kid I would get really excited and would count how many dishes we have..and I would always want 52 dishes and then cal friends and exchange dish counts. Well I still do get excited about the dish count but this year since it was just me cooking, 52 seemed a bit too far fetched..but hey i still managed to make about 25 dishes ALL BY MYSELF FOR THE FIRST TIME!!
To name a few – Tandoori chicken, Shami Kabab, Malai Tikka, Chana Bateta, Souffle, Ice cream, a few traditional sweet dishes, various fruits…
Had another chocolaty birthday (goes without saying) but hey this time it was different. I baked my own birthday cake. My first Chocolate Ganache cake. Only I know how many bars of choc was melted. But this is one day I can truly pamper my tummy (& my husband’s). Guilt-free.
I call it ‘A Chocolate Death’.
My hummus does not taste like hummus 🙁
Had a craving for tandoori chicken tikka with hummus. Googled the best hummus recipe and tried making hummus at home but somehow it just doesn’t taste like Dubai hummus. There is still something missing. Or maybe I’v just had the best hummus there, nothing can match that taste. And surely not my first-time experiment. I miss Dubai’s awesome food. sigh
Time for the tikkas now. Na I think tikkas will turn out good. Its tried and tested.
Bon Appetit to us!
I was introduced to the world of cooking by my Marriage! So you’ll say that’s how other girls were too, moms pestering them to cook…come in the kitchen and learn how to cook…what will you do after marriage?…well here’s the twist. It wasn’t my mom but my husband who pestered me!
I didn’t know a kitchen existed in my house before marriage (or more like before I met my husband). The only times I would ever enter the kitchen was when I was hungry (which is practically every hour…trust me!). I love food. I love eating. I had my mom dishing out delicious food for me. I had my house-boy serving food off the stove for me. I lived a perfect life. Not that I live it any less now! BUT I have to cook NOW if I want to eat! Except at times when my husband serves me his amazing cooking.
Our conversations just before marriage would totally revolve around me learning to cook. Forcefully. what did you cook today? Did you learn to make this dish? Please learn to make this dish…please learn to make that dish…did you sit with mom and write down all the recipes?..oh don’t forget to learn this dish, I am dying to have it!! In short I was going mad. I had always heard praises for his cooking so why not continue the cooking even after I come?? But we all know the universal truth no matter how many times a guy cooks before marriage, it’s a no-no after marriage. And I was so not a kitchen person then (& I guess am still not). I would dread weekends, the 2 days I had decided I would cook. I always had a keen interest in making desserts but hated main course. SO but obvious my kitchen on weekends would turn into a war field! Some of the dishes turned out good with my mom’s last-minute touches. Some not even worthy of mentioning.
There was a time when my parents had gone out on the weekend and I very proudly told my mom I would make baked cheese chicken for lunch. Well I did everything somewhat perfectly and kept it for baking. And then started bragging about it to my best friend on the phone. Mom comes home, checks the chicken and goes crazy. That’s when I realized that I had forgotten to put oil so my chicken was stuck on the foil, was totally dry and the less said, the better..! Even my best friend could not stop laughing at my stupidity! 🙁 But common don’t start judging me on this episode alone. There were also many times (ok fine just 2 times..) when I actually cooked better than my mom! 🙂 🙂
My food experiments and mishaps continued after marriage too. The first lunch I cooked was half burnt. But in my defense, it was the first time I had used a hot plate and did not know the intensity of the heat and all…ok fine…but I did improve with all my experiments. Now even my cooking surprises me at times! Mom gets a shock when I tell her I try all those fancy dishes and they turn out good. She once asked ME how I make a certain dish! My husband has reduced his weekend cooking too! I am still thinking if I should take this as a compliment.
But I still have those bad kitchen-days. Who doesn’t? And if you ask me, I will still say am not a kitchen-person. I still find an excuse to escape the kitchen trap.
This is one of the first desserts I made and was a 200% success on the first go itself. This is when I discovered my passion for making desserts.
Its called Pineapple Soufle. Well the name basically depends on which fruit(s) you are using. Since I first made this using Pineapples, I shall share the recipe using the same fruit too.
1 Pineapple jello packet boiled in water
1 can of Pineapple pieces excluding the syrup
1 can nestle cream
Condensed milk (depending on the sweetness you want)
- You start with making the jelly as per the instructions on the box of the Jello. Leave it to cool.
- In a blender, blend the cream, canned fruit (without the juice/syrup) or fresh fruits, condensed milk and the cooled jello. Blend it together real good. I usually add just a little condensed milk to begin with. And then as per the taste of all the ingredients blended together, add more. The secret of this recipe is that the ingredients should be blended together for a good amount of time.
- Pour in container and set it in the fridge for atleast 5 hours before serving. You can garnish it with fruits, chocolates anything. I prefer grated choc. 🙂
You can also try mixing two fruits. That way, one fruit will be in the form of the jello and other the canned fruit.