I know, I know, you’re confused. What is butter sugar carbs loving Sarah doing baking sugar free sweets and gluten free ones on top of that? Getting ready is what. Here is a Fact: South Asians are at a higher risk for Type 2 Diabetes. My father is diabetic. I love me some sugar. See where I am going with this? Yup, people, Stevia is my future. Might as well embrace it now, no?
Paris is simultaneously exhilarating and intimidating. I am searching for words to describe what it felt like to be there for a few days this summer and am a little at a loss. Minus those times when the 6 yo and 3 yo both wanted to sit in the stroller, that experience I have words for, but I do like to keep it PG here. Let’s revert to the positive shall we?
Although I thought I knew what to expect I really did not. Not with the city, or the monuments (hello Eiffel Tower, you are ginormous) or the patisseries. They’re everywhere. As a home baker that sheer amount of talent astounds me. How is it possible I wonder for so many gifted people to reside in one city and produce this endless array of perfection. I am still not entirely sure.
My girls have gone to bed, spent from hours spent in a friends pool, stuffed from the delicious food they ate there. As I sit here and soak in the quiet I can not help but think about how each one of these days goes towards knitting the fabric of their lives. Nothing has quite the charm of memories and there is something ever more alluring about the present when you are cognisant of it creating memories for the future. One of my childhood memories is of my mother baking cakes in her orange cake pan, orange on the outside grey on the inside. That pan is still going strong as is the memory of my mother flipping over her Pineapple Upside Down Cake with bated breath. That moment of hesitation, the exhale of relief, that I remember.
Would you laugh if I told you that I think of Caramel Crunch Ice Cream as a Pakistani dessert? Probably not if you are from Pakistan and a Karachiite like me. Our Karachi summers constituted a heady number of late night trips to Boat Basin for some of Rajoos Caramel Crunch Ice cream. We would pile into my grandfathers Charmant with the AC on high and jauntily make our way to what is essentially a food street. Most of us would order the same thing – a Caramel Crunch Ice cream with it’s milky stick to the roof of your mouth taste and bursts of shattery almond crunch. There is something so utterly irresistible about the velvety ice cream with it’s contrasting slightly bitter caramel almond bits. The adult in me has had to learn restraint, but the child with the fantastic metabolism polished off a generous serving.
It is almost that time of the year folks. Ramzan/Ramadan is a month observed by Muslims world over by fasting from sunrise to sunset and focusing more on spiritual needs. It is a time to both be grateful for ones blessings and to assist those less fortunate. With Ramzan falling in the summer this year I thought it fitting to share with you these delightful Watermelon Rooh Afza popsicles. It is my spin on a deeply delicious and incredibly satisfying drink that my mother makes. Now I turn it into a refreshing and simple popsicle for my girls who share my love for watermelon and Rooh Afza. In these popsicles the Watermelon is the star and the Rooh Afza a back note. Should you want to up the Rooh Afza flavor feel free to just add more.