As I mentioned in my previous Spanish post, I celebrated a Spanish cuisine day this weekend. I started my day with a typical Spanish breakfast, Pan con Tomate. For Lunch, I went down my memory lane of Spanish meals, and I recalled the awesome Paella that Alphonso (the awesome and the most pleasing person who worked at a nice restaurant) served us in Seville. The restaurant is situated at the old town square, right across the famous Giralda towers. Everything was so fabulous, the warm lighting of the tower, the vibrant street and the lively people singing and dancing till late in the night.
It’s almost a month when we went to Spain for a short vacation. I am still in awe of the beautiful architecture, Casa Batlo, La Pedraro, Sagrada Familia, etc. On the other hand the rustic feel of the southern Spain. The Andalusian region is my favorite, for its rustic and charming. The old European and Mediterranean mix makes it quite a special place. The best place of our trip was Ronda, a Pueblo Blanco (aka White Village). It is a small town built on a gorge with a fertile terrain all around. Calm and serene, beautiful and rustic. Not only the town itself, but the train ride to Ronda and the bus ride on the way back to Seville is something I will cherish for life. Have a look at the picture and you will know why it is so special.
A simple yet delectable cake this is. Brings back my childhood memories of Britannia fruit cakes. I have been on a cooking spree today after days. This is the second post in a row, so I am not going to talk a lot and get straight to the recipe. 🙂
All my friends and relatives know that I am a paneer lover. A die hard fan. It is one thing that never fails me. But, strange enough that I haven’t posted any of paneer recipe’s on the blog. May be I take it for granted. Well, that is the first sign of how much I love it. The sign of it being an integral part of my life.
The trigger for this recipe, however, is the regular complaints from the love of my life. He has been complaining that the food at our home is getting boring day by day. Well, the real reason is that he has not been given the chance to be my guinea pig since a few weeks. So, it is obvious that things would look dull and boring, won’t they? 🙂
Mr. Dhokla goes to Europe!
He took a flight from India, picking up gram flour and semolina. Had a connecting flight from italy, so it decided to spend some time in the food market. Picked some rosemary and olive oil. Then took the flight to Stockholm and met Bhawna. She had some mustard, broccoli and tomatoes.
Now, because both of them met after a long time and were hungry, they wanted to make something that depicted how well they gel together, so did some brain scratching and made this Dhokha.
And, voila it was so much fun hanging out together.
The most beautiful place in Sweden that I have visited so far is Gotland. It is one of Unesco Heritage sites. I can go there any number of times. Everything is so beautiful and serene, water is so clean, the mountains so majestic, the old town has such a vintage feeling. I can go on and on about it. But, the blog is not about Gotland, but food :). Well, I am getting there. This dessert is a specialty of Gotland and is served with a special jam made of salmbär found only in Gotland. However, people in the mainland have it with other kinds of jam such as blueberry jam. But, Gotland’s Saffranspannkaka is very close to people who live in Gotland or have lived there sometime in their life and people like me who love Gotland.
Do you believe in angels? I never did, until I met Barbro, my extra mother. I met her in 2010, a few months after my dad passed away. May be it was God’s way of balancing things in my life.
Back then, she met me in the capacity of my onsite trainer. Little did we know then that we would have such a strong connection that would last forever. I think it is her love that brings me to Stockholm every now and then. Since, I am in Stockholm right now, we get to meet as many times as we can. We chat a lot about different things including food. We exchange our ideas and try them.
Naan is one thing that goes well with every Indian curry or dry vegetable dish. From makhhni daal, to Jeera aloo, it works like it is made for the dish. I have had a variety of naans. I like them a lot, but avoid them in the restaurants/dhabas for they make it with all purpose flour, which is not that healthy.
So, whenever I make them at home I try to use whole wheat flour. But, on special days when I have guests, I do the mercy of adding some all-purpose flour. Just to give that restaurant touch! Ding!
It was one of these days when a friend couple was coming for dinner and I was planning the menu. I couldn’t decide upon what bread to serve with dum aloo and punjabi chhole. At first, I thought of making pooris, but the health conscious girl in me and also my guest friend won’t let me do that. So, I decided on naan. The next question in my head was – what? The usual naan! Usual is just so not me. I did some more thinking and came up with the idea of making tomato naan. It came out so well that everyone loved it.
I repeated the naans for another guest couple some days later and they ended up eating more naans they would normally have in a meal. I secretly danced when they asked for more 😉
I can never have enough of Britannia little hearts. No matter how many packets I could lay my hands on, I always felt why the hell are they so less. And, after coming to Stockholm, I have been totally deprived of my addictive sugar cookies. I have been craving for and wanted them by hook or by crook. Finally, my continuous search on the Internet yielded fruits. Saw a post with something similar on Pinterest and here I am with the little hearts from my own kitchen.
This is a toast to my love for olives and cheese.
I like olives and I absolutely love cheese. Anything that has cheese attracts me. Any recipe that mentions cheese is more interesting for me to try. All my friends are well aware of how to make me gain weight 😛
Enough of the cheese music, now lets get onto what I did with cheese 🙂 I saw this pin on pinterest, which had the best of two worlds – cheese and olives. And, I decided right away that I am going to try this one for sure. I had that image printed on my mind.
Finally, today when I stopped by the cheese aisle to pick some hard cheese, I picked cream cheese too. Then, I moved further and saw the kalamata olives. Till date, I tried usual black and green olives, but not the Kalamata variety. Wanted to taste the difference, so off they went in my shopping cart.
And, then started the magic. It literally is a magic finger food. It is creamy, salty, bright, and yummy. I don’t know what to call these, so I named them as Fetolivas – Feta wrapped olives.