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Long live Chino Bandido

A couple of years ago, I had Jerk chicken  here and still remember it if even for the extra spice. I now see that there is a milder version of it - Henegrade chicken. Today I tried Emerald chicken and was moved by the simple green onion and ginger sauce. Reminds me of a quick mix made with red chillie powder, ginger garlic and oil at home for the hungry-cant-cook days.

Cranberry hootycreeks

At Whole foods, saw bakies by Tammie Coe  and endless variety of cookies from cookies con amore . More things to make. My roomate got this jar of cookie mix  for Christmas. They do look this good  and taste like a cookie with cranberry, walnut and white chocolate chips - all good interruptions. Not my favorite Raw cheesecake

Pears

Today I found the lunch pear yellow. I hadnt stored it in the refrigerator, to crowd the fruit plate. In two hours of traveling, the pear had dark brown bruises, which formed a geography of its own.

Cheese studs

While trying to read on Jaime Manrique ,I came across almojabanas . In Latin moon in Manhattan , its Ajiaco . There are so many dishes with potatoes. arepa de huevos . May be next time I make a puri I should try doing this. The second story of Baeckeoffe  is similar to what Al Jaffee did for Sabbath . While reading holiday memories , I wonder what triquitaquares  are?

Non trophy recipes

Most of the times, mediterranean recipes are lost on me as they are mostly of meats. This book Vegetarian dishes from across the middle east  caught my attention. Yogurt omelet Potato omelette

New vegetables

My favorite ingredients Castelfranco Agretti Lovage Salmoriglio Agresto sauce What asparagus  takes that long to grow? Chocolate pannacotta has more appeal than just pannacotta.

Picture's worth

Today at cafeteria, Filoli Pear  poster. Yesterday I was reading of various kinds of pears in the food lovers companion, but this picture had it all presented in one go. So is the  Chef Allens   The Citrus poster .
However humble it may be, a meal has a definite plot, the intention of which is to intrigur, stimulate and satisfy. - Margaret Visser.

Of grains

My food scout told me of Ragi Sankati  made from Finger millet . Dalia  is my favorite porridge Things to do I like this oats uthappam  recipe. It is similar to Oatcakes . ragi dosa  sounds good too. I had it once when I stayed as a paying guest in Bangalore. I even had Basundi  there for the first time. Vol au vent  screams make me. Why should I be partial to Mille feuille  ? Recently we were talking about Vark . I came across the name in food lovers companion. That word led me to Dragee . We used metallic pearls when we made cakes at our undergrad hostel. At the new apartment, theres a place to grow vegetables. Foray into forage.

Velvet cake

I made Velvet cake  for a visiting friend. With the remaining buttermilk, its scones  in the radar. Looks like there are versions without it too, which I will try to see the ingredient effect. The whipping cream experiment with Rose's recipe minus the corn starch worked fine for me and the art of making the whipping cream is now at the tip of my fingers. What I had was Ultra pasteurised whipping cream, which works for a whipped cream that wont hold but still tastes great.

Long lasting flowers

From a bouquet of flowers, I picked a white iris It came with another flower and three buds By the evening, the flowers grew in size like fryums Comparing the green buds I wonder how the green spreads to become white A day shy of a week, a bud is missing a flower is in surplus

Foodlandia

How cool is this croquembouche ? Reminds me of the sunflower oil ad in which a kid runs around food city where puris come rolling down in an arrangement like this. A while ago I visited  Miss Elizabeth's catering  site. When I looked at it, I thought they were savory buns.

Essays for laughs

While reading David Sedaris's When you are engulfed in flames , I came across Scandinavian buffet . Tomorrow is a soup day  in Sweden. clapboard walls busing tables Smoking jacket Four of us on the edge of a tiny ice ledge A small hedgehog like animal is close to our feet We cant dislodge it down as it will stick to the feet We are happy when it falls down on its own accord In the morning, mountains seems so safe like stong ice that never melts