Paradise Island 

Yesterday morning, I woke up to the sounds of pouring rain, as it crashed into my window, as it fell torrentially on the trees , wiping them clean of all the dust and mud and grime that had settled during this past burning and boiling summer. All the birds had gone into hiding, probably having…

Of Laughter , Galettes and Pitter Patters

So one of my closest friends was holidaying in Spain and just returned last weekend so we decided to catch up. We went to this place called the Kitchen Garden had a delicious sourdough sandwich and a rustic salad. We decided to bake , since the two of us love to and my friend being…

Barmy about Sourdough 

When i think of sourdough bread , i think of cozy hygge. I think of those petit little Parisian cafés by the banks of the Siene river with that aroma of their freshly baked crusty bread in the morning lingering in the air spreading across the streets as you walk past them. Their shelves filled…

Where to next ? 

And i quote ” Travel far enough , you find yourself” Travelling sets you free , it turns you into a story teller, an adventurer, a wanderer. Travel to me is one of the best ways of spending the very limited time we have been gifted with on this earth. Going to places and wandering…

The whiff of creation 

Food, the amalgamation of various different ingredients which coalasce to form something new and beautiful. Food has been an integral part of my growing up. My grandmother was one of those pioneering home cooks , who made the most exotic foods long before this part of the world even knew of them. She was the…