If I have to think of popular recipes that use Basil, the first two that spring to mind are Pesto (Italy) and Green curry paste (Thailand) from two of my absolute favourite cuisines. Now in the days when I knew very little about Basil and my love for all things Thai began, I used ‘Italian’ Basil to make all my Thai curry pastes – they all turned out great. I was at home in Nigeria then so basically, I was thankful that I could lay my hand on herbs and hardly complained about what I could or couldn’t get.
Roasted wild mushroom soup
Shortcuts are often wrong cuts.
Almost the ‘Full English’…. in a tart
Who has a good memory? ‘Me’, I said out loud – ‘I have a good memory’! But the minute the words were out of my mouth, I looked around the class of 20+ people…to see I was the only one with hand raised. The same hand, which moments later started slipping down to the amusement of the questioning lady!
Slashed, rice-stuffed peppers & tea-smoked fish
The mind is like a traveller…it knows where to go when.
People, Places and Food…
My son is neither Chinese nor Japanese, and yet he’s constantly lifting his bowl to his lips…not to cool his noodles or soup, but mostly to drink up the milk in his cereal bowl. Forget that he’s only 2.5 years old, this could be the start of him morphing into a worldly guy – complex, influenced and tempered by the world around him.
Chocolate Chilli Truffles
Saturday morning
Being in London – Part 2
You already know I had a great time in London – according to me, a well-deserved break. Now one thing I can say is that I had a lot of typical British meals – from a cream tea of scones to the staple, Fish and chips and Eton mess. Now each of these has a special place in British history and so I’ll talk about them, very briefly. Oh, and my repertoire of edible flowers also increased with the introduction of Nasturtiums!
Saag chicken stew
Dinner in a hurry. No time to stop and think. All that sat in my head was coconut rice with something hot, something with chilies.
Being in London – Part 1
Manchester, 1990: Unfortunately, this B&B doesn’t offer a Continental breakfast. When I try a cracker with jam, I almost spit it out because it tastes so foul. When I look up from my plate, I see everyone in the breakfast room is staring at me. An old man at the table beside me coughs. ‘You can’t eat it like that, you know,’ he whispers. ‘You need to …..