Short essays on food, memory, and the art of cooking intuitively.
A potpourri of culture, flavor, and ideas. A place where we can stay close to where we come from and embrace where we are now. From Indian dishes to Thanksgiving twists, she seamlessly blends her ethnicity with her nationality, resulting in an explosion of flavor, culure, and knowledge.
We used to leave our doors unlocked. Community. Microsoft 95. Flannel. Food is nostalgic, holding memories of a time we all yearn for, a time many didn’t even get to experience. She cooks with memories of her mom’s falafels. The autumnal warmth of flannels and spices present in every dish.
Balancing a career in the U.S. healthcare system with motherhood can be a lot, especially when the system’s a mess. She learned to cook smart, not hard. A soup that tastes like it simmered all day, even when it didn’t. Chicken that tastes like it sat in the oven for hours, when all it took was thirty efficient minutes in a pan.
It shouldn’t be hard to be human. Health isn’t a luxury, a privatized endeavor that we can’t afford. Health is a stack of parathas made with little oil and maximum flavor. Health is a hearty helping of spices, a pot overflowing with vegetables, and a plate that you can actually finish.