Nani ki kahaniyan

Nani  ki kahaniyan

Going back to the roots.....ever so often the hubby endeavours to find some old recipes and techniques we can use to refresh his memories.....

Men. Their memories of food are always of the grandmother and the love that they dished out with the unending rotis and stories...my father talks of the same and in the years to come so will the son. Poor wives...figure nowhere in their men’s culinary memories.

This is one such jewel...against my wishes...I had to admit, the husbands Nani was indeed great.

One reason I started blogging about food was this ....almost every blog on food will be written by an expat originating from Kerala or Tamil Nadu , India. You’ll even find Gujarati and Bengali food blogs......But no one, no one ever writes about the richness of the food traditions of the north. Authentic Punjabi, Dogri, Himachali even Kashmiri cuisines are such sad representatives of their actual self that you almost groan in frustration when you see the umpteenth picture of payasam and banana chips.

So let’s rectify that, starting right now.

Join me...mail me the names, recipes, pictures or even a few ingredients  of your favourite food memories....let’s make some more.


So what are you making today???