Hindustan Times
When I was a teenager, I did a lot of baking and grilling.
The primary reason was that it was easier. I had not yet learned the nuances and control needed to brown, sauté, toss and stir-fry on a gas stove with its sharp flame. Read more
(6 votes, average: 3.83 out of 5)
Loading ...Posted by Samar Halarnkar on Friday, March 27, 2009 at 5:54 pm
Filed under Food · Tagged baking, chicken, grilling, non-veg, rum-soaked chicken, spices
(Starting today, you will find a version of this blog in “Lounge”, the weekend edition of “Mint”, which I think is the best business paper in India. They asked me to start a column based on “My Daily Bread”. There will, of course, be much more online than in print. Disclaimer: The editor of Lounge is my wife, but no, she didn’t ask me to write)
How do you get your children interested in cooking, especially your sons? Read more
(7 votes, average: 4.86 out of 5) Loading ...Posted by Samar Halarnkar on Friday, March 20, 2009 at 6:14 pm
Filed under Food · Tagged cook, egg, kitchen, meat loaf, mothers, onions, parsleym olive, security guards, tomato
I am in a suitably mellow Bangalore frame of mind.
The entire family has spent the evening in the neighbourhood patch of green—Richards Park—listening to a band of the Madras Sappers under a canopy of stately rain trees in a pavilion that dates back to 1925. We tapped our feet, grinned at the group of rowdy 50-something women who excitedly snapped their fingers and tapped their toes when the poker-faced sappers played “Shalala in the evening, Shalala in the morning…” and later spent a peaceful evening with our neighbours as a light wind whispered through Richards Park and rain-tree blossoms fell at our feet. Read more
(3 votes, average: 3.67 out of 5) Loading ...Posted by Samar Halarnkar on Sunday, March 15, 2009 at 1:04 am
Filed under Food · Tagged bangalore, cook, Food, grandmother, Richards Park
There’s nothing like returning home. I’m getting pampered by my parents, doing no work around the house—and rummaging in various trunks and drawers for old photos, memorabilia and, yes, recipes!
So, here I am in my parent’s new flat in Bangalore’s Richards Town. It’s a typically breezy Bangalore morning. There are birds chirping everywhere, and there’s a comforting wall of green outside every window, even the aggressive mango tree pushing at the balcony of the dining room. Read more
(6 votes, average: 4.67 out of 5) Loading ...Posted by Samar Halarnkar on Thursday, March 12, 2009 at 1:20 pm
Filed under Food · Tagged bangalore, grandmother, letter, parents, Rumal Vadi
If I were to be told this morning that 15 people are arriving for dinner tonight, it wouldn’t faze me or my wife (I’m sure she can’t claim otherwise and sound uncool).
It doesn’t matter if it’s a working day. I just had a dinner for 15 last week actually, on a Tuesday, a day after returning from a week in Bombay and restarting the kitchen. It was quite a breeze-as it usually is. Read more
(7 votes, average: 4.14 out of 5) Loading ...Posted by Samar Halarnkar on Thursday, March 5, 2009 at 7:12 pm
Filed under Food · Tagged Bombay, coke, Jhatka, kababs, kitchen, olives, salad, Shikampuri kababs, veggie dish fish curry
