Spicy Minced Meat Samosas

If I told you this is my grandma’s recipe, it would be both true and false. 

It's true because in the most vivid memory I have of her, she is sitting on a green painted metal chair in the verandah instructing my aunts who are sitting on the floor with three large plates. One plate was stacked with whole wheat paper thin wraps covered in lightly damp cloth, another with pile of cooked lentils or cooked minced meat. The third plate was where they placed folded samosas. We kids would run around the verandah and were handed the folded samosas to eat while we passed by. The tradition has been handed down from my grandma to my aunts to my mom and now to us. So what makes it false?

Lagan Ni Seekh - Spicy Layered Meat Casserole Topped With Eggs

Until last week, we were enjoying the end of January, the supposedly pleasant and cool month of February was to follow. It started on a good note - the sun was shining bright, the air was crispier, fear of my balcony plants dying was over as I grinned at the curly forest green leaves of blue kale. While still cuddling my hot cocoa mug, wrapping Tasnim in a warm sweater, my heart was dancing to call an end to winters. Time to be outdoors again.

But this week has been  the coldest of all winter.  I wore socks at home which I have a severe aversion to doing otherwise. While stranded at home, we sat lazily in our warmed apartment, cancelling out the events we planned to attend this week. While last I posted a comfort food that required you to be around for a while, today's recipe is one that you hardly need to worry about. It cooks in the oven with minimum fuss, warm and meaty - all it requires is a whole grain flat bread or buttery soft buns to scoop up.

Saffron and Almond Custard

I hope you all are as excited about 2012 as I am. I wanted to end this year on a sweet note and wish you a very happy new year. I can't thank you enough for being generously supportive over the year. But I'll try - thank you!

Cold Lentil Yogurt Soup

A few years ago, a fine summer day M wanted Sarki. Now, I could barely remember what a Sarki was.  I was pretty sure the blame has to go on my mom, who most probably never made it at home.

Savory Fennel Seed Oats

If anything M did good for me with regard to food, it must be that he made me a breakfast person.