Happy New Year everyone! I know I am a week or so late, but the kids are back in school today making it the actual start of my new year! Moms, you know what I mean.
Can I just say I really like even numbers and am glad we have moved over to 2018. Also for some strange reason I concluded that 4 and 8 are my lucky numbers when I was a kid and I see no reason to change my mind. Am rational like that you see. My impeccable logic leads me to believe that 2018 will be a fabulous year.
Jump to the Sweet and Spicy Roasted Cashews Recipe
Growing up in Karachi with it’s brutal summers we were always admonished not to eat nuts (as they are warming) in the summer months. Come winter that embargo would be lifted and my father knowing cashews are my favourite would buy several kilos of them. A little excessive? Probably, but you couldn’t convince him of this if you tried. I always had cashews roasted and salted, not realising that there a world of flavour that could be added on! My brothers wife Renae introduced me to homemade spicy roasted cashews and I was a little in love. There may have been some sibling tussling over her spicy roasted cashews. My brother is stronger, but I had just had a baby so sympathy win you know!?
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.
There are certain Urdu words that I really enjoy saying, those that sound exactly like what they mean. Kurkuri, that delightful word for crunchy and crispy is one of them. The first time my daughter had this Kurkuri Bhindi she was 3 years old and we were visiting my parents in Karachi. Her Nano had made this bhindi and Zara upon trying them said “these sticks are yummy!” It then occurred to me that my daughter had never had Okra except for its cornmeal battered deep fried incarnation. As yummy as the Deep Fried Okra was that way it was far too much work (and oil) for my liking.
I am not going to lie, I am weirdly excited about putting together these lists. Makes me feel all fancy like you know 🙂
It also makes me happy when I take a look back at the year that was and see all that love in one place. Thank you so much for popping by here when you do and cooking from my lil ol blog. Your visits, messages and emails keep me going (true story).
Even though I know the Beef Biryani and Anday Aalu ka Salan are fan faves so to speak for these round ups I am sticking to recipes posted in 2014. Hope you enjoy the year that was as much as I did!
First…*drumroll please* your top 5 from the recipes published in 2014…
Haray Masalay ki Murghi (Chicken in a cilantro based gravy)
Bhindi ki Sabzi (sauteed Okra)
Chocolate Covered Salted Caramel Ice cream Stars
Coffee Flecked Blondies
Then let’s take a quick look at my personal favorites shall we?
Double Chocolate Chip Cookies w Pistachios
Thai Noodle Salad
Reduced Fat Spinach and Corn Mac and Cheese
Spicy Shredded Beef
Chicken and Rice
Thanks so much for all the love in 2014 and for your patience with my admittedly erratic blogging! You guys are so cool like that, I heart you 🙂