So long, farewell

Hi there,

Thank you for visiting. After many years of keeping this space open for new posts, I have decided to “archive” the blog, which is to say that the site will remain open for browsing but will not be updated.

Feels odd to officially end this on-and-off but fulfilling journey, but sometimes it is best to make the ending obvious than linger in the hope of a maybe, one day…

Thank you to those who have read and loved this blog, and have been my constant cheerleaders! I have loved writing here and interacting with you. Maybe we will meet in another space one day.

Till then, wishing you the very best and hope we meet again.

Love,

Prerna

Crazy Pasta bake

Today was one of the few instances when I cooked a dish based on my instincts rather than follow a recipe… which is not to say I didn’t google around before launching into the project – a short one may I add (under 30 minutes). Given how cold the day  was, my tummy and soul were both in need of instant gratification- well something warm and hearty definitely. However, embarking on a laborious meal was not an option, so I settled for a pasta bake instead. I had a can of cream of chicken soup in my cupboard, and mushrooms; frozen veggies and lots of cheese in the fridge. I gathered the above and few other ingredients, cooked it all up and what happened next was this.

Vino veritas

Did some fact-finding about wine last week and the good folks at The New Indian Express published it here… fancy a read? Click on the image below or go to the online version here. Have a happy Sunday!

Cheers!

Meditative cuisine

Risotto with sundried tomatoes and bacon

Whilst I love Italian food, risotto is  something I haven’t been able to enjoy, ever (a hyperbole since I have had this  dish 3 or maybe 4 times in my 30 years). The first time I had it I had to contend with a gooey mass of cheese and rice, which honestly looked like sick on a plate. A few years later, I overcame my revulsion and gave this Italian classic another shot- had to.  A dear dear friend had made it for lunch at her place and I am nothing if not supportive of my friends’ endeavours. Even if it meant gulping down stuff I wouldn’t normally eat. However, sampling her risotto did some good.

Sandwiched

Since we were on the topic of Sandwiches in the last post, I thought of sharing with you this piece of mine from my weekly column in the school edition of The New Indian Express. Hope you like it.