Being Indian I hate wastage. Of any kind. One of the reasons why I gained weight when I came to US (besides, the cliched that I got married) was that I was so used to finish everything on my plate, whenever we went out to eat, I ended up finishing the ridiculously huge portions of … Read More →
I seriously don’t enjoy eating Ethoxylate Mono and Diglycerides, Calcium Peroxide, Datem (or uncommonly known as Diacetyl Tartaric Acid Ester of Mono- and Diglycerides), Ammonium Sulfate or even Azodicarbonmide? Like, seriously don’t like it. You might be wondering why am I listing all these unpronounceable words. Well, if you are eating store bought breads, and … Read More →
Isn’t fire roasting the most wonderful thing in the world? Doesn’t it take everything up a notch? Like, normal eggplants are good. They taste absolutely fine. But roasted eggplants. Well they are just great! *yes, Baingan ka bharta, I am talking about you!* And while I know V isn’t gung-ho over bell peppers. Roast them … Read More →