My identity might begin with the fact of my race, but it didn’t, couldn’t end there. At least that’s what I would choose to believe. —Barack Obama
Food is about family, food is about community, food is about identity. And we nourish all those things when we eat well. —Michael Pollan
Late summer, here in Montréal, our markets, and backyard and community gardens alike, are overflowing with tomatoes; all ripening at once that it’s nearly impossible to keep up with nature by merely consuming them at the usual weekly consumption rate. They are sold dirt cheap, by the bushels, to anyone who is brave enough to venture into a little forward-thinking sauce-making. I may not always be so forward-thinking but I’m a sucker for cheap so this is the time of year when I turn a fairly inexpensive bushel of tomatoes into a healthy supply of pizza sauce. Continue reading “pizza sauce and pizza dough”
One of my son’s closest friends happens to be of Lebanese descent. The first time my son went over to his friend’s, he returned home and exclaimed rhetorically “Why can’t you make food like theirs?” I didn’t have much a choice; this one question set into motion the quest to add a few more recipes to our arsenal. Continue reading “middle eastern grilled lamb kafta with tahini yogurt sauce & whole wheat pita bread”
Two kale recipes today! Both are kale versions of recipes that I have been making for quite some time now. These ones, though, provide perfect opportunity to use up any extra kale that I may have lying around in the fridge (if you saw my last post, then you can imagine that I had some!), as well as, to sneak a bit more kale into my children’s diet. Continue reading “indian spiced kale roti and kale chickpea patties”
Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain. -Vivien Greene
At this time of the year, I get really impatient with my herbs, checking every morning for signs of life on the surface of my herb garden. Despite my impatience though, they only come up when they they are good and ready to do so. My chives are always the first to make their debut and when they do, I am sure to make cheddar & chive scones to mark the long-awaited arrival. But while I wait, I make these cheddar & onion scones instead. They are equally delicious and loaded with the same allium goodness!
When I started blogging, I had only one objective in mind: recording my recipes for my children to use someday. I didn’t expect to reap any other rewards for myself. But as always, life brings unexpected surprises along the way. In this case, I am rewarded with this amazing blogging community. I had been so busy working in a tiny cubicle all these years that I had no idea such wonderful places existed. Furthermore (but not limited to), I get to learn about and try new recipes as I go along. Much appreciated, not only by myself but my young, very-healthy-appetite-eaters as well!
Continue reading “chicken fajitas with pico de gallo and salsa verde & homemade whole wheat tortilla”
This is a bread for a lazy day. There is work involved but most of the time is spent waiting for the magic of leavened bread to take place, while being lazy of course! And for all that waiting, you get in the end, a moist, flavourful bread well worth the time and effort.
Continue reading “buttermilk olive bread”
Food is never just something to eat. -Margaret Visser
Having been raised in Canada, there are so many things about my Indian heritage that I gave up or lost inadvertently. But the one thing that binds me to my past, despite how or where I live, is the food of my childhood, more specifically the simple Indian flatbread, or roti. Bread has this way with us, no? It’s a universal food, yet, each type defines its own culture, people and place, sometimes beyond nationalities and borders. In my opinion, the bread we call our own tells one more about who we are, and where we’ve come from, than our passports and birth certificates. And our last names.