When I create dishes at home

When I create dishes at home based on Indian recipes I keep that in mind as a basis of all my recipes. I tweak and adapt the recipe until it fits our tastes. I also want people living outside of India to be able to relate to these dishes and find them easy to re-create in their own kitchens.

My inspiration for this salad comes from my childhood memories of vacations in Bombay. My aunt lived directly on Juhu beach, at the age of 15 I vividly remember one of my first rituals, when we visited her was heading out to the beach and finding a bhelwala for a quick fix of bhelpuri. I have given my version of the bhel a slightly different twist with ingredients readily available to me here in Germany. I have made a bit healthier using puffed quinoa and chickpeas instead of the fried chickpea noodles. I also add some avocado and lots of sprouts.

An integral part of this recipe is the „kala namak“ – black salt, also known as Black Himalayan salt, which is made from Indian volcanic rock salt. It starts out as Himalayan Pink Salt and is then heated to extremely high temperatures and mixed with Indian spices and herbs including the seeds of the harad fruit which contains sulfur. It also contains trace impurities of sulfates, sulfides, iron and magnesium which all contribute to the salt’s color, smell and taste.

It has a very distinctive pungent smell, almost like hard boiled eggs and a delightful salty and tangy flavour, which is why I substituted the salt for the usual chaat-masala mix in this salad. Although black salt has a very strong smell at first but it disappears when cooked and the finished dish does not smell like eggs at all. It is the kala namak here that gives my version of the bhelpuri that wonderful savory umami flavor! I have added a healthy dose of lime juice for the tanginess, ground cumin for the earthy flavors and chili flakes for the heat.

oxtail recipes – and how one long tail made it through 4 meals

We all have sides to ourselves that need to be fed.

We have nuances that keep us sane. Habits of comfort, people we call, ways we organize. New year beginnings are a time to revisit our priorities, rearrange as necessary and re-up our commit to good health, happiness and worthy goals. As I hit mid-life and have years of parenting, jobs, relationships gone good and bad – I am gaining a handle on what keeps me grounded – and have found that sometimes even the smallest things matter Sage 300.

I have long been a believer that taking care of oneself benefits those around you. What little things do you do you to create ‚happy‘ for yourself? It can be something you do, something you notice, something you think about. Here are some of mine (and yes this leads to oxtail recipes):

.pulling on vintage cowboy boots.
.tall jeans that touch the floor when I wear them.
.wrapping my hands around a hot eggnog latte register a hong kong company.
.a clean house – I work out of my house and have learned I can hardly focus if my kitchen has a stack of dishes, dirty laundry remains or my floors need a good swift cleaning. But when all is clean, my heart is warm and head is clear.
.spending time in my garden. Learning scholarship for overseas study.
.snapping photos of old barns, sons with smiles, just harvested food, travels.
.an impromptu hug and conversation with my favorite neighbor.
.slurping oysters and drinking Manhattans with husband at new, nearby restaurant (happiness doubles knowing my teens are at home studying and are fully independent – so we can sneak out for happy hour without a second thought).
.oxtail recipes. Okay not entirely true. The happiness is: the challenge and triumph of tackling new ingredients and bending them to my culinary prowess – the most recent of which was oxtail.

write someting to remind me

I am always shy to admit I spent much time on English , However, I accept the truth I didn’t stuck to it for long period . I don’t know whether it is the reason that made me shy . After picking it up once again , I don’t care what I can get but want to do more in silence Trademark China.

Reading is the most important in the daily route,I am going to read books again and again until I can recognize all the words and sentence . just do it please !

Writing is the second one , It is not the perfect one in all the articles but I will do it try my best . because I believe :practice makes perfect Tent Rental hong kong.

Looking over English words and don’t consider how many I can get into my brain Master of Public Administration hong kong.

Listening is an ordinary as long as I have time to spend , especially while walking and washing . It is hard for me to finish it according to plan


Magazine Mondays: Paris in the Spring

Something is going on.

While I have a deep fondness for Paris ever since my trip there in 2010, the past few weeks have been filled with an almost unbearable longing to go back Serviced Apartments.

Maybe it’s the cover of the latest issue of Bon Appétit. Maybe it’s the promise of spring. Maybe it’s all the French cheese I’ve been eating.

Whatever it is, I want to go back. Desperately Designated Representative.

This longing wasn’t helped when I opened Issue 116 of Fine Cooking only to come across an article by Dorie Greenspan that included a recipe for Vanilla-Bean Sablé Cookies.

Have you ever heard of Punitions? They are buttery-crisp cookies made famous by the ubiquitous Poilane in Paris. I trekked across the city to buy some of those precious buttery wafers. I carried them home with the kind of care and attention that one would devote to a Fabergé egg Air to water Heat Pump systems.

If you’ve never tried them, do so and you’ll understand.

I seized upon Dorie’s recipe and they, temporarily at least, have eased some of my Paris yearning.

This is the recipe where you want to use the very best butter that you can find. It’s worth it. Buttery, crisp with a melt-in-your-mouth quality and redolant of vanilla, they are quite simply beautiful.

If you can’t get to Paris, bring Paris to you.

Cookie Jar

When I was a kid, we had a big, ceramic cookie jar on the counter. It was shaped like a mushroom, with the jar lid being the mushroom cap and the body of the jar was being the stem of the mushroom Sage 300 ERP.

I have no idea where that jar ended up, or what its fate was, but I remember it fondly as it was almost always full serviced apartment sai ying pun.

My mom always made sure there were cookies in there to dip in your espresso (or, in the case of my brother and I since we were just children, milk with a few drops of espresso).

Of course the cookies in that jar weren’t the store-bought kind but rather the homemade kind. I remember sometimes feeling resentful because I wanted my fair share of Oreos, but now that I’m older, I’m just glad that we had that cookie jar full of cookies master of gynaecology hong kong.

While I enjoy all baking, I will always enjoy the cookies the most. They’re in my heart and I have such a weakness for any cookie recipe that catches my eye.

It may take me awhile to get to it, but rest assured that I will.

I first saw the recipe for Bow Tie Cookies with Apricot Preserves two Christmases ago. The recipe has been filed away in the cookie book in my mind and I finally got around to
trying them.


The dough for these cookies is a variation on the butter/cream cheese style of dough but interestingly, there is no sugar in the dough. The sweetness comes entirely from the preserves. I enjoyed the cookies because they weren’t too sweet and the tang of the cream cheese pairs well with the sweetness of the preserves.

Like all cream cheese doughs, though, these cookies lose their flakiness after a day or two so it’s best to eat them quickly.

Not that I expect that to be a huge problem.

I hope you try these and I hope you’re inspired to keep a cookie jar on your counter.

fruit jam and almond tart

Nothing like a fruit jam and almond tart to celebrate fall. We’re full on in stone fruit season, and it’s a constant struggle between using all the fruit from the market to try out new recipes, and just eating the fruit straight. Now that Isabelle’s officially a kindergartner, I don’t have the time for elaborate jamming plans, but the good thing is there is so much good jam around here I don’t feel like I’m missing out Adrian Cheng.

I recently was sent a jar of jam from Gillian, founder and chief jammer of Jamnation Jams. She’s based in San Francisco like me, and she’s dedicated to using local, organic fruit, combined with unusual herbs and spice to create some memorable flavor combinations. The cleverness of her names, from Plum and Get It to Sublemonal Message, has totally won me over – not to mention that the jams are totally delicious company registration in hong kong.

I got a jar of Rose to the Grindstone, which happens to be the founder’s favorite. It’s made from Arctic Star white nectarines with Bulgarian rose essence. It has a gorgeously floral fragrance, intense sweetness and tastes like the memory of summer.

Although it would be perfect on toast or paired with some cheese, it’s also great as part of dessert. To keep the focus on the jam, I kept it simple and used one of Deborah Madison’s recipes from her lovely cookbook Seasonal Fruit Desserts. It’s one of my favorite go-to cookbooks for baking with fruit; all the recipes are simple, foolproof, and showcase the fruit, as should be the case myob accounting software.

This tart is very simple and a bit of a riff on a frangipane tart, with the flakiest of crusts, and an almond and butter with filling a bit of baking powder that gives it a fluffier, more cakelike texture than the usual creaminess of frangipane. Almond complements most any fruit, so any jam would work well at the bottom, from apricot to fig to berry. I really liked the Jamnation jam as there were chunks of nectarine that gave more fullness and body to the filling. Look for thicker preserves if you want to achieve the same.

Thanks to Jamnation Jams for introducing me to their amazing jams, and giving us another way to enjoy the bounty of fall!

Plum Flaugnarde

Once again, I found myself with an overload of fruit. Sure, I like pears and apples, which show up at the market on the cusp of autumn. But I want summer to last as long as possible. So when I see good nectarines, peaches, and plums lingering at the market, I pack my market basket to the brim, carefully making sure the delicate fruits aren’t going to get bumped and bruised, and lug my beautiful bounty home master of information engineering hong kong.

Plums are right up there with my favorite fruits of all. French plums fall on the sweet side, like tiny, golden mirabelles and Reine Claudes, each bite filling my mouth with a sticky plum nectar, making me reach for another before I’ve even finished up the one I’m still working on hong kong company formation.

I don’t often bake with these plums, which are perfect for snacking, preferring sharper tasting purple plums for tarts and crisps. I like the contrast of tangy and sweet when purple plums are baked, but I was inspired to go resolutely French with these plums and made a flaugnarde. A dessert with roots in Périgord, and a cousin to clafoutis, one often associates flaugnardes with pears (or at least I do), but found a recipe for one with prunes and raisins in The French Menu Cookbook by Richard Olney VRV system.

For those of you who don’t know who Richard Olney was, he was an American who spent most of his life in France, tasting wine, and became a widely recognized expert in France (and elsewhere) on French wines. He was also a gifted cook, but he was an especially gifted writer. He wrote several cookbooks on his own and penned Lulu’s Proven?al Table with Lulu Peyraud. He was the inspiration for the cooking at Chez Panisse, and the restaurant’s philosophy was guided by his book, Simple French Food, which I was told I should brush up on before my interview to work there. To be honest, I didn’t know who he was and fudged my way through the interview. (Yet somehow managed to get the job.) But I’ve made up for lost time and have become a devotee.

A recent portrait of him, as well as some of his American compatriots, are part of The Gourmands’ Way: Six Americans in Paris and the Birth of a New Gastronomy, along with M.F.K. Fisher, Alexis Lichine, A. J. Liebling, Julia Child, and Alice B. Toklas, other Americans who lived in France and had a notable effect on the presence of French cuisine outside of the country.

Almond Milk Porridge

With Oats I’ve always had a love and hate relationship. There are times when I lean more towards making them simple in just water and cinnamon, topped with honey and nuts or then maybe just a jar of chilled overnight oats. What I used to detest was, when I was introduced to porridge, it was prepared in regular milk with cardamon and sugar. Sweet and heavy as hell ! Couldn’t eat more than a couple of spoons and so I turned away from it for many years. But later, after trying them out a couple of different ways, I think I have found one that will stay, besides of course my Homemade Granola ( that is a staple in my kitchen ). These oats take – trust me when I say this – barely take any time to make. Just the perfect bowl of warm comforting breakfast on a cold day. I do not sweeten the oats while cooking them, as I feel they do have a natural sweetness to them as does the almond milk. Besides the fruit compote, fresh fruits and a drizzle of honey (optional) more than makes up for it Industrial AC.

In a small pot, slice the strawberries into 4 pcs each. Sprinkle with Sugar and 2 tsps of water. Heat gently till the strawberries soften and you get a rick red syrup running along the sides. Turn off the heat, making sure you don’t over cook the strawberries. Set aside China Attestation.

In a another pot, take the oats and almond milk and bring to boil. I think you can cook these for 3-4 mins if you’re using the regular oats. Don’t want them too dry or too runny. Serve immediately in a bowl. Add milk if you need to or boil it a little more till you need the right consistency. Top with the strawberry compote, fresh blueberries and seeds. Drizzle with honey and dig in immediately ceiling mounted type air conditioner.

Best of August

How did the month of August go for you?

Did it fly by? Mine too!

I had plans to make progress on a couple of big projects — things like a new book, and an online class — and I did some work
on them, but I also let myself just enjoy the slow drip of summer Cassette corner type air conditioner.

My family and I took a pretty emotional trip to the mountains, where my parents owned a house for 23 years that we are selling
now that my father has died. It was wonderful and heart-breaking. I wrote a post about it on Instagram that may resonate with
you if you’ve been through something similar geared dc motor.

Following this post, a kind reader sent me this poem on grief, and gave me the gift of a good cry. This song by Gilbert
O’Sullivan works really well, too. My father liked it a lot.

In brighter news, we ended our summer with a wonderful weekend getaway at Relais Bernard Loiseau, a haven of green and good
taste in Burgundy, where we got to splash around in the outdoor pool and enjoy the fine cuisine — I still dream of the
langoustine dish we had, and the made-to-order Saint-Honoré. This was our last weekend together before the kids got back to
school, and it felt like such a special out-of-time experience to share with them.

Because yes, both of my kids will be in school now! My youngest is starting École maternelle, which goes from age 3 to 6, and
my oldest is entering École primaire, primary school, for kids aged 6 to 11. We are lucky that both public schools are within a
block of each other and of our house, so the morning routine should not be too much of a challenge. It feels like a big
milestone for each of them when I think about it (pardon my cliché, but: where did my babies go?!?). That said, I can see they
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Life-Changing Meal Planning Service!
This back-to-school period can feel busy and hectic whatever your family situation, and I wanted to share with you this life-
changing meal plan I’ve been using from my friend Jules Clancy, called Soupstones Meal Plans.

Jules has been running her food blog The Stone Soup for almost as long as I have, and we have become good friends over the
years. I’ve always been drawn to her cooking style, which is very similar to mine: fresh ingredients and simple recipes
yielding bold flavors. She manages to pack so much flavor in recipes using 6 ingredients or fewer, it’s quite spectacular.


Developing recipes is full of almosts. You get an idea in your head, and you give it a try, and it almost works. Maybe not quite what you were imagining, but close. Or, sometimes not even all that close. You try again, and again, and with a little luck and patience and effort, you can get there hong kong corporate account.

When I was writing Doughnuts and developing my baked cake doughnut recipe, there was one little thing that I never quite got. The baked doughnuts bake up in a doughnut pan, that is doughnut shaped. No holes. Now, if you were a kid growing up with Dunkin Donuts Munchkins, you know that the holes are the very best part. I tried mini muffin pans. They were almost right. The taste was fine, but they weren’t round dc motor supplier.

Last week, while looking for popsicle molds*, I stumbled across these little silicone half spheres. Genius! The perfect baked doughnut hole pan! The tops would puff up to a nice round, and the bottoms would be round too. I one-clicked away.

Today, I gave my brilliant find a shot, with strawberry baked doughnut batter. And they worked. Almost. See, the thing about cake doughnuts is you want them to be just the right amount of dense. Too light and fluffy, and you just have a cupcake. So, they puffed, but not to the perfect sphere I had imagines. No, really, they didn’t puff up much at all. I got lovely little half spheres. Perhaps a little tweak to the recipe will get a better puff, but they were really delicious as they were. Just not quite the right shape, once again Adrian Cheng.

But then I had another thought. I have a tray full of perfect little 1/2 spheres. Why not fill them and make them a whole! So, a little strawberry “kreme” later, and a little fun with sticks (because everything is more fun On a Stick! Cheers for Matt and his beautiful book!), and I have almost baked doughnut holes once again.

To make the strawberry baked doughnuts, just follow the standard baked doughnut recipe but toss in chopped strawberries into the flour/butter mixture before you add the wet ingredients. Use about 1 strawberry for every 3 doughnut holes.