Instant Green Chili Pickle


I love a homemade green chili pickle with Indian food. Really I like anything “pickled” at any time. I used to drink the pickle juice from the pickle jar as a kid. When Rajat’s parents were visiting in the summer, they brought back a Gujrati snack from the Indian store that came with a simple green chili pickle. I don’t remember the name of the snack and it was nothing special in my opinion, but the pickle. WOW. THE PICKLE. It was so good. I had my husband searching high and low for this pickle in the store, but we couldn’t find anything similar sold in larger quantities. We bough the Gujrati snack a few more times and wasted most of the snack but ate all of the pickles quickly. Fast forward to New Year’s, and Rajat’s cousin’s wife had a very similar home made pickle at her house. She gave some basic directions and Rajat found a video online and the rest is mirch achaar (chili pickle) history. Continue reading


Egg Curry


I don’t know why, but egg curry sounded gross to me at first. But as usual, I was wrong. I had it at my SIL’s house a  little while back and loved it. I had to try it, and it was pretty simple and super tasty. Definitely something I will be making many more times. I am slightly addicted to a crispy fried hard boiled egg now. Continue reading

Cheese Naan


This recipe is from David Lebowitz’s cook book My Paris Kitchen. This past year for birthdays we did not go out to eat. Rather, my husband and I each requested the other person to make a full three meals of our choosing. I requested Indian egg omelet, kuttu (buckwheat flour) pakoras with chai, and sambar idlis with coconut chutney. My husband requested sabudana kichdi, crab cakes, and these cheese naans with matar paneer. I made the cheese naans once about a year before and we both loved them. In fact, we loved them so much we ate way too much of them and then didn’t want them again for a while. They were forgotten and then remembered for Rajat’s birthday. They really a pretty good. Continue reading

Simple Saambar Dal

IMG_5162And just like that, I’m going to pretend like it hasn’t been over a year since my last post and casually throw down a recipe. I had a beautiful healthy baby in March of this year. He is everything and has kept me busy. Rajat’s parents were here for the birth and through the summer as well as two weddings and a family reunion in my family this past summer. Needless to say, it was a wild spring and summer in 2017. However, now we are settled into our routine and normal life, and I keep hearing a small voice tell me “Blog post! Blog post!!” Also, I seriously depend on my own blog for recipes, and I have had to scramble a few times to find recipes again that I hadn’t posted. And now I actually have the baby for whom this whole project is supposed to be for some day- so that he can see what life was like in these first years and what we were eating. Someday, maybe, this will be meaningful to him.  Continue reading

Street-Cart Style Chicken and Rice and The Beach



I’m all about the beach in the summer. Growing up, we went to the beach every summer with my parents’ friends and our aunts and uncles. Some of my fondest memories of childhood are at the ocean with my family, and summer just doesn’t feel complete without a trip to the coast. This year I went once with my mom and my youngest two sisters and then again with my sisters JoAnna and Victoria. I love laying out in that hot sun and then swimming out past the breakers to cool down. Living in NC makes it a lot easier to get to the beach more often 🙂 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

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

Tomato Chutney and India


We got back from India on January 5th, and I already miss it. After three weeks in India, I had a rhythm to my day. I had mastered bathing from a bucket, I was understanding what people were saying, I wasn’t afraid of riding in the car, Cows in the street no longer shocked me, I even had saris damnit! Coming back to America felt like waking up to a dream I had. I desperately wanted to close my eyes and find the place I was in before, but of course, it was gone as all dreams are in the morning.  Continue reading

Savory Tart (and oh how I’ve missed my blog!)

Savory Tart

Savory Tart

I’m baaaack! It has been a busy month and a half. I have had so many things I was planning to post, but life just kept happening. We have celebrated Karva Chauth, Diwali, Halloween, Thanksgiving, my sister’s wedding, my birthday, and we are about to celebrate my husband’s birthday this weekend. I have some pictures from it all below. In my mind, I was going to post a recipe from each of these occasions, but that didn’t happen. However, I did make this delicious tart a few weeks ago that was too pretty not to share. Continue reading

My name is Cheela.

Cheela with Chutney

Cheela with Chutney

My mother-in-law taught me how to make cheela when she was here this summer, and I have been meaning to make it ever since. I had been talking about making cheela soon. Then earlier this week, my husband and I randomly heard the song “Sheila Ki Jawani” and could not get it out of our heads. Of course, I began only singing “my name is cheela” and then I had to finally make the cheelas. Continue reading