Saying it With Thanks – New Thanksgiving Recipes
In early September, I joined my husband as he went back to his village in Palakkad, Kerala, after a ten-year hiatus. He had grown up in Palakkad in a large join
Praba Iyer
Irani Cafes Influence Dishoom’s Cuisine
From Bombay with love “The thing about Mumbai is you go five yards and all of human existence is revealed. It's an incredible cavalcade of life, and I love th
Fall’n for Soups
Drawn from our archives, this set of recipes for soups is perfect for your dinner table. First published in November, 2008. I love the fall season. The hot days
Bake ‘n bond in the summer
My initiation into baking was in the 70s, growing up in India. There were no electric or gas ovens and my mom made butter biscuits on a stove top. She used a he
The Poetry in Burmese Cuisine
My grandmother loved to reminisce about her life in Palakkad, Kerala. She would talk about many local characters: some bums, some quirky and a few fascinating o
Easy Wintertime Afternoon Snacks
When we lived in Coimbatore my mom and our neighbor, who was at least twenty years younger than her, became the best of friends. Many an evening, as I wa
Draksha Rasa – Grape Essence: The Art of Wine Pairing With Indian Food
It was going to be a simple dinner. Some piping hot onion khuzhambu (tamarind curry) and fried potato cubes with brown rice. Just as I was setting the table our
Fast and Easy School Lunches
As we get ready for the new school year, I have started engaging my two boys on the topic of school lunches. Since my teenager’s palette oscillates fas
Will Sambar Die With Me?
My cousin Ravi and his wife Radha were visiting America for the very first time. One day, as I was waiting to pick them up for a drive around town, Radha was
The Food We Eat
Other Avenues Are Possible By Shanta Nimnark Sacharoff. PM Press. Available as paperback.amazon.com When I moved to the Bay Area in the 90s I came across a book
‘N Dive Into Chicory!
My childhood is filled with memories of waking up to the strong aroma of filter coffee. My grandmother needed her cup of coffee to be just the way she liked it.
