Who says you can only use “Indian” spices for Indian food? Definitely not me!
I unleashed my full creativity on the kitchen and I ended up with an omelette, mushrooms and salad.
Continue reading “An improvised Indo-Spanish dinner”things we eat and drink, at home and out and about
Who says you can only use “Indian” spices for Indian food? Definitely not me!
I unleashed my full creativity on the kitchen and I ended up with an omelette, mushrooms and salad.
Continue reading “An improvised Indo-Spanish dinner”We resorted to two types of ‘classics’ this week:
It was a really good break from the extremely anxiety inducing messaging coming from the pinnacle of ineptitude hanging out in number 10…
🙄 *collective eye roll* 🙄
In other news, the local shops seem to have gone back to pre-lockdown and pre-stockpiling stock levels. They even had eggs! And toilet paper! But it is still very stressful to go to the shops.
Continue reading “Self isolation, week 8: the known classics, the new classics”One of my favourite things from this week is, without a doubt, Devvers’ fabulous inventiveness with all these random groceries that have been delivered to us in “Surprise boxes”. We’ve been eating delicious dishes that I would not have thought of eating with those ingredients, it’s great!
We’ve also been channeling our inner Persian, which is fabulous as well, and makes us think of our Iranian friends and the magnificent feasts they host at their house. We miss them 🤗
Continue reading “Self isolation, week 7: Persian-fusion, and Devvers is on a ROLL”Time: it’s elastic, continuous, it doesn’t mean anything anymore. Hence, I’m writing this post almost a week late, and I feel zero regrets about it.
Continue reading “Self isolation, week 5: creating monsters out of scraps”The friends walk in groups of two or more abreast, arms locked, in an impossibly slow pace. The couples emerge on Sundays, mooching around, holding hands, erratically zig-zagging in the pavement, or abruptly stopping.