Apple Pie Tartlets/ Mini Apple Pies

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This post has been lying in my drafts for two weeks now. With all the pictures placed, but no words.

I don’t know but whenever I begin to write this post I experience what you call a writer’s block (although in no way I consider myself a writer- a blogger block would be a better term. Blogger block- bet you cant say that ten times quickly! I digress.)

So instead of posting the recipe, each time I decided to leave it for later. Instead the nutella mug post got published. Surprisingly there was no block for that. I tried again to write this post and instead the follow-up to the most dangerous cake got published.

Not that this recipe isn’t great. Oh it’s plenty great but I just don’t know how to introduce it.

I generally have some story of mine to add to my posts or some memory that recipe brings up. But I have not grown up on apple pies. I am Indian. Nor has anything exciting happened to me over the past few weeks. In other words, nothing exciting worth telling. Hence the blogger block.

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The Most Dangerous Chocolate Cake. Just For one.

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Nutella Mug Cake- 5 minute mug cake for a quick chocolate fix.

Nutella Chocolate mug cake

So I have been strumming my fingers on the keyboard for a while now.

I am in a dilemma about the recipe I am posting today.

Should I share this recipe

or

spare you from the depression

the knowledge of this recipe would cause.

In case you have resolved to get back in shape this new year,

I warn you to NOT read any further.

Nothing can be done about me.

I have been in on this knowledge,

but

there is still saving grace for you.

Stop reading.

Now.

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Garam Masala Tuesdays: Roasted Stuffed Potatoes

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I started this blog in July 2010 mainly as a way to keep myself occupied and also to document the recipes I was trying as a newly wed. It helped, that as a result, my recipes would all be at one place. But, very soon it became my lifeline.

Now, being at home all day with nothing much to do is not fun at all. And more so if you are thousands of miles away from where you have been born and brought up.
Being home all day, with no job, no kids to take care of, makes you feel worthless as well.
This blog helped change that to a great extent and for that I have you all to thank.
It gave me an identity. People who I have never met know me. They don’t know me as V’s wife- but they know ME. And that counts for something.