In our house, we consume a pretty large amount of milk considering that there are only two adults who live at home. We buy about a gallon of milk every 7-10 days, and I…
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Pav bhaji is ubiquitous in my part of India. You find stall after stall serving this delicious treat. It is often cooked on large round griddles that gradually slope down in the center. The vegetable…
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Have you ever stopped to admire the beauty of vegetables? I find that this is something I’m doing more and more; I am enamored of the delicate fuzz on the top of a tomato stalk, the…
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My grandfather was a prolific gardener. When he lived with us, he had a garden with many Indian vegetables and herbs that he carefully tended over. I helped him pick weeds, but was honestly…
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With much hesitation, and some gentle coaxing to convince my parents, I took a year off between college and medical school. For so many reasons, this was one of the best decisions I ever…
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Many years ago, I made my first risotto. It was a delicious leek, cream, and parmesan risotto. The recipe called for “leeks, thinly sliced, white and pale green portions only.” I dutifully hacked off…
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I own more cookbooks than any normal person should. This addiction started early. I used to browse through the bargain section of my local bookstore when I was a kid and beg my parents to…
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When I was a child, I had the privilege of growing up with a revolving door of family members visiting from overseas. One of my most special memories is when my mom’s brother came…
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My dad had it really good while he was growing up. Most Hindu kids growing up in the 50s in India had to go behind their mothers’ backs in order to sneak a…
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One of my favorite traditions growing up was my family’s weekly weekend brunches. My dad would whip up whatever we felt like and we would sit around the table enjoying the food. We’d…