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This is so pretty with the red,white, orange and green, I like to make it as much for the visual treat as for the taste of the bell pepper and feta cheese !
The same day, some weeks ago, that we had the delicious steamed fish at Celine’s home, her mother Doris also made a green [...]

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Carrot Raita

This is another great way to use carrots.
I have grown very bored of eating this vegetable  in pulav and salad.  So I was very pleased to find this recipe in Kumud Marathe’s “Maharastrian Recipes – A Family Treasury”  – my bible for this kind of cuisine.

Carrot Raita
2 large carrots, peeled and grated fine (a [...]

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Once again today Noor melted my heart with her  “you make very nice food , Mama” statement.
I love it when they seem to enjoy their meal.
Indira expresses the same feeling when she comes sniffing around the kitchen; she is one for showing her appreciation with her nose.
But it is Noor who often tells me “I [...]

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Just before dinner tonight, Indira said “Mama, what can I take for gouter tomorrow?”
Tomorrow being Tuesday, they will be going swimming again from school , and I know she enjoys having a special gouter to eat on the bus coming back, rather than the usual clementine or apple slices.  So I suggested that I could [...]

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I started this blog by talking about the shakkarparas and gajar ka halwa I made for Diwali last year.
So I am back to write about the halwa, a dessert that Indira and her father just love.
Though it is in my mother’s kitchen that I first learned to make it myself, I still remember watching my [...]

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When I say everyone, I mean EVERYONE. Not just the four of us, but pretty much anyone who has ever tasted this salad loves it.
I first found this recipe 8 years ago, when I invested in a book that has since become my cooking Bible -Kaumudi Marathe’s “A Family Treasury”, a great collection on Maharashtrian [...]

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This morning, I was standing in front of the refrigerator, wondering which vegetable to “sort” for the day.
(Note – “Sort” does not mean “to sort out”. It means “to take out”. This is how living in France for 9 years has ruined my English, without making my French fluent. For some years now, I have [...]

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