Reema’s mom had fretted and scowled at her dish claiming it was “still not right” “I don’t care if it’s not right,” I whispered. “That is the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my life.” “I think it’s what angels … Continue reading Crisp & golden as an apple.
Would you like to taste the best Jalebi ever? Now there was a theory I was intrigued by, even though I was never a persistent fan of this coiled & sugary sweetmeat. My husband “Ash the Brainiac” has a revolutionary … Continue reading Jalebi: fried strands of sugar
I love to sleep. My life tends to fall apart when I’m awake, you know? I can sleep anywhere and the next minute I am reborn. This tendency to become Rip Van Winkle may seem like a bizarre activity. Imagine, … Continue reading Sleepless in Seattle