Espresso Freddo

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Owning a house is a lot of work. I know people tell you that, but in my mind I was like “yeah yeah yeah” because I am a brat and think I know everything. Everyone was right. It is a lot of work. We planted grass seed in the back which is coming in well…in patches. My husband bought an axe (God help us all) and chopped down some very small trees. I have been working on flowers and a vegetable garden. We bought a lawn mower and now mow our own lawn! It’s all so crazy. Continue reading


Spinach Parantha

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A few days before my husband and I got married, I stayed at my sister-in-law’s house. This was my first real introduction to Indian cooking. There were many new tastes and textures, but I was most intrigued and in awe of the bread making. In all the time my husband and I dated, I had never once seen my husband make bread or heard him talk about making bread. Yet in those days before marriage, he skillfully made all types of breads without measuring or a recipe. To say I am the least skilled bread maker on my Indian side of the family is and understatement. I am playing catch up in a game where everyone else has a lifetime head start. However, I am slowly learning different recipes and building my confidence. One day maybe my own children will be in awe of my own bread skills. That day isn’t today. Continue reading

Root Vegetable Pot Pie


Pot pie has always been a comfort food. When I was a child and my parents went out-of-town, my mom always stocked the fridge full of frozen meals for the babysitter. Hungry Man TV dinners and frozen pot pies were favorites of ours. I don’t crave¬†TV dinners or frozen pot pies these days (I’m a food snob, whatevs), but I do find the warmth and aroma of a homemade pot pie so comforting. This pot pie is a totally vegged-out grown-up version of the classic made with white wine, fresh herbs, and some parsnips. Yum! Continue reading

Marinated Tofu Noodles


I haven’t posted for a while and a lot has happened. I’ve always been disastrous at keeping diaries and documenting things, so I am amazed I even still have a desire to keep posting here. My hands and heart are so closely tied to food and cooking though, that I’m not sure I can fully abandon this project yet. Not only am I bad at documenting my life through writing, but also through pictures. In the moment, something in my brain will shout “take a photo!” and then another part of my brain says “just enjoy this moment without running to get a camera.” I want to enjoy the present so much that I forget I may want to preserve my present to share with others. It’s a constant battle. All this to say that I have no photo of these Asian noodles at present. But I’m posting it anyways because it was a delicious recipe that I came up with from the odds and ends left in the fridge. Continue reading

Stuffed Shells


I’m surprised at how many people have not heard of stuffed shells in North Carolina and in Utah. I’m beginning to wonder if this is a north east thing. Growing up, our neighbors brought us stuffed shells every time my mom had a baby or something else happened that warranted a neighbor making a meal. These were also commonly served at weddings or other banquet style dinners. The point being, I never really thought of this dish as a “blog-worthy meal.” But, everyone seemed to enjoy these, so I thought I should give this recipe a shout out. Continue reading

Superbowl Sabudana Vadas


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This year’s Superbowl was exciting for us since the Panthers were playing. I personally was rather sad and bitter about the Steelers not being there, but I rallied and gave some support to my current state of residence. (But in my heart I was singing “Here we go Steelers, here we go!” the whole time). Rajat and I went to my sister-in-law’s house and from there we went to watch the game at a friend’s house all together. However, before we left for the friend’s house, my husband made us the most amazing sabudana vadas for a snack. Well, it was meant to be a snack, but we ended up eating a meal size amount of these puppies. Continue reading

Blueberry Muffins


Since I was a kid, one of my favorite breakfast treats has been a blueberry muffin. I love the sweet cake-like texture and the bursts of acid from the blueberries. Since my brother-in-law was out of town a few weeks ago, I wanted to make something that I could share with my sister-in-law who was on her own with her son until her husband came back. I had been craving blueberry muffins and wanting to try a new recipe, and the recipe below was the result. Continue reading