Category Archives: Vegetarian
A Citrus Morning
The blood orange season is short, even more so in Doha. By the time they finally take to the stage, the show’s over, and every blushing orange citrus is grabbed from a pitiful amount of crates. Mine were a pair
A Citrus Morning
The blood orange season is short, even more so in Doha. By the time they finally take to the stage, the show’s over, and every blushing orange citrus is grabbed from a pitiful amount of crates. Mine were a pair
Cauliflower & Cumin Fritters
I admit it, I covet everything about Thanh’s beautiful blog Eat, Little Bird. If you have ever visited, you will see why. Charmed is the word that comes to mind. So without further ado, I’ll let Thanh do one of
Cauliflower & Cumin Fritters
I admit it, I covet everything about Thanh’s beautiful blog Eat, Little Bird. If you have ever visited, you will see why. Charmed is the word that comes to mind. So without further ado, I’ll let Thanh do one of
Shakshuka in Plenty
Here as promised, is the meal I held back from the Plenty review. This recipe does anything but restraint. There are days that call for that, when you want a big ol’ flavour hit that refuses to compromise. Hearty, rough
Shakshuka in Plenty
Here as promised, is the meal I held back from the Plenty review. This recipe does anything but restraint. There are days that call for that, when you want a big ol’ flavour hit that refuses to compromise. Hearty, rough
Plenty for the taking…
I have been in love with this book for so long, it’s embarrassing to declare it so late. It’s hard to find the right words to do it justice. It has become so deeply inculcated into my kitchen, weaving it’s
Plenty for the taking…
I have been in love with this book for so long, it’s embarrassing to declare it so late. It’s hard to find the right words to do it justice. It has become so deeply inculcated into my kitchen, weaving it’s
Edible Indian Sunshine
I have been royally stumped by this post. Countless are the times I have sat in front of this screen, fingers bashing away at the keyboards. Within half an hour, I end up grunting with dissatisfaction while deleting all my
Edible Indian Sunshine
I have been royally stumped by this post. Countless are the times I have sat in front of this screen, fingers bashing away at the keyboards. Within half an hour, I end up grunting with dissatisfaction while deleting all my
Raspberry and Orange Jam
There are a few occasions, where you are allowed to feel smug and thoroughly satisfied with your lovely, clever self. For me, preserving is one of them. I won’t mention the others. Row upon row of pretty coloured bottles, with
Raspberry and Orange Jam
There are a few occasions, where you are allowed to feel smug and thoroughly satisfied with your lovely, clever self. For me, preserving is one of them. I won’t mention the others. Row upon row of pretty coloured bottles, with
Silver Linings
An ice lolly was the only consolation for yet another brutally boring, insipid day at school. I was definitely an outcast, a bit weird (ok, a lot!), sharp tongued and moody. Don’t think I contributed much to improve my dearth of
Silver Linings
An ice lolly was the only consolation for yet another brutally boring, insipid day at school. I was definitely an outcast, a bit weird (ok, a lot!), sharp tongued and moody. Don’t think I contributed much to improve my dearth of
Pan de Queso
Now who can resist cheesy bread? And when it introduces itself as the romantic sounding ‘Pan de Queso’, rather than Cheesy Rings, it’s hard to refuse. This recipe comes from one of my favourite cookbooks, Warm Bread and Honey Cake by
Pan de Queso
Now who can resist cheesy bread? And when it introduces itself as the romantic sounding ‘Pan de Queso’, rather than Cheesy Rings, it’s hard to refuse. This recipe comes from one of my favourite cookbooks, Warm Bread and Honey Cake by
Jaggery for Joy
The things you discover when you reorganise you pantry; in my case, Jaggery. Big, huge, nuggets of dark brown, unrefined, cane sugar. I don’t recall when I bought it or what I intended to use it for, but with a
Jaggery for Joy
The things you discover when you reorganise you pantry; in my case, Jaggery. Big, huge, nuggets of dark brown, unrefined, cane sugar. I don’t recall when I bought it or what I intended to use it for, but with a
Pazham Poori (Crispy Plantain Fritters)
Deep fried foods have all the qualifications to ill-recommend them. We all know the unhealthiness, the fat, the cholesterol issues that go hand in hand with the tell-tale grease on your fingertips. They have only one virtue, a single, profound attraction. It’s
Pazham Poori (Crispy Plantain Fritters)
Deep fried foods have all the qualifications to ill-recommend them. We all know the unhealthiness, the fat, the cholesterol issues that go hand in hand with the tell-tale grease on your fingertips. They have only one virtue, a single, profound attraction. It’s
Perseverance Pays
I, in the normal run of things, am not one for repeats of ‘needs a tweak’ sort of recipes. I want it to work the first time, since my enthusiasm can only sustain me that far. Or rather that’s how
Perseverance Pays
I, in the normal run of things, am not one for repeats of ‘needs a tweak’ sort of recipes. I want it to work the first time, since my enthusiasm can only sustain me that far. Or rather that’s how
Harissa
Food can change your mood, fact. For me, when I am ill, or more correctly, ill-tempered, I actively seek out getting slapped into sense, culinary style. You cannot control your reaction to chilli. So, any desire to mump, is banished
Harissa
Food can change your mood, fact. For me, when I am ill, or more correctly, ill-tempered, I actively seek out getting slapped into sense, culinary style. You cannot control your reaction to chilli. So, any desire to mump, is banished
Mama’s Pumpkin Thoran
Berate me if you must. In my world, a curry needs to be eaten with your hands. I am sore in heart, when I have to eat rice and curry off cold, stainless steel prongs. For the sake of company,
Mama’s Pumpkin Thoran
Berate me if you must. In my world, a curry needs to be eaten with your hands. I am sore in heart, when I have to eat rice and curry off cold, stainless steel prongs. For the sake of company,
Pepper Me Happy….
It might be food blog suicide to admit, that while I immensely enjoy cooking, I am not always a great eater. Anyone who has met me might snigger reading that, considering my generous proportions. Let’s ignore the fact. The truth
Pepper Me Happy….
It might be food blog suicide to admit, that while I immensely enjoy cooking, I am not always a great eater. Anyone who has met me might snigger reading that, considering my generous proportions. Let’s ignore the fact. The truth
Quest for Quiche
On this blurry, blustery day, the skyline in Doha is fuzzed around the edges as miniscule sand particles take to the wind. Now, with the school reopening its doors to grateful parents, I’ve got fat chunks of that elusive thing
Quest for Quiche
On this blurry, blustery day, the skyline in Doha is fuzzed around the edges as miniscule sand particles take to the wind. Now, with the school reopening its doors to grateful parents, I’ve got fat chunks of that elusive thing
Chaat and Chickpeas
Here’s a good start to 2012…I think I have run the gamut of greed with seasonal indulgence. Somehow, the sticky shine is off high-sugar content food when it is abundant and within such easy reach. Not to mention, when I
Chaat and Chickpeas
Here’s a good start to 2012…I think I have run the gamut of greed with seasonal indulgence. Somehow, the sticky shine is off high-sugar content food when it is abundant and within such easy reach. Not to mention, when I
