This couscous salad with roasted tomatoes, cumin and garlic tossed chickpeas, and eggs covered in a cumin flavored yogurt dressing happened last weekend. I would have posted the recipe sooner, but my computer just kept playing spoil sport. I have finally upgraded the RAM, and now it seems to be working fine, and the internet which stopped working yesterday, is back on, so hopefully I will be back to blogging and sharing recipes with you again.
Its pretty difficult to write a post about cooked food because this salad was also my big send off to raw week. Which means while I am typing this recipe I have been on raw food for 4 days now. Remember the last time I went raw? I have it all documented here. This time I have been updating my instagram with my raw routine, so if you are interested in checking it out you can here.
I am not sure why but today I just wished that I received an envelope with a postal stamp on it, the back of which I would tear open to find a hand written letter from someone I care about or someone who cares about me.
Probably the thought of receiving a letter came when I was thinking whether I am too late to write a letter to my brother for rakhi this year. Rakhi or Rakshabandhan is a festival in India which celebrates the relationship between brothers and sisters. Sisters tie a rakhi ( a sacred thread) on their brothers’ wrists and in return the brother vows to protect her. In modern times, the brother is supposed to give a gift in kind or in cash as well, which kind of works out pretty well for the sister :).
The first year after marriage I remember I sent my brother a letter with a hand made rakhi since I could not find any actual rakhi where I stayed. After that I got lazy and the last two rakhshabandhans I have sent him a rakhi using those online rakhi delivery services, only because they are so convenient and staying abroad I never remember in time to post a letter with a rakhi in it. So instead of a letter, its just a small message on a tiny card (that too typed by the online service, not handwritten) for my brother. In return he gives me a nice gift when I meet him in India, mostly chosen by my sister-in-law.
My friend, lets call her Madame M, started a blog called the Pious Hippie a few months back.
Madame M and I have been friends for 9 years now. We met in college and instantly connected. Madame M has always been the intelligent types- class topper in school, and the streak followed her to college.
If ever I had a sister, I (and am sure I can vouch the same for my mom) would want her to be exactly like Madame M. I mean the girl is seriously talented. Intelligence aside, she is witty, writes amazingly well, is beautiful, cooks well, is charming, dresses great and well I could go on and on about her, but the bottom line is she is one of the best persons in my life and thanks to her I am a better person today.
In college, Madame M was the chef. My friend Ruchi and I would just lie on her bed, entering the kitchen only when it was time for us to eat.
Yup. My friends were amused when I started a food blog.
Madame M was the cook and I bet she can still beat my a** off when it comes to cooking. I guess she gets it from her mom.
Today, Madame M has been kind enough to guest post for me.
Do checkher blog. Its quite interesting, with a lot of wit and humor thrown in. She tries to illustrate all her thoughts with drawings. You’ll get an idea of what I mean from this blog post.