Archive for September, 2009
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Cooking with herbs: Basil

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 30, 2009
If I have to think of popular recipes that use Basil, the first two that spring to mind are Pesto (Italy) and Green curry paste (Thailand) from two of my absolute favourite cuisines. Now in the days when I knew very little about Basil and my love for all things Thai began, I used ‘Italian’ Basil to […]

Roasted wild mushroom soup

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 29, 2009
Shortcuts are often wrong cuts.

Almost the ‘Full English’…. in a tart

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 27, 2009
Who has a good memory? ‘Me’, I said out loud – ‘I have a good memory’! But the minute the words were out of my mouth, I looked around the class of 20+ people…to see I was the only one with hand raised. The same hand, which moments later started slipping down to the amusement of the […]

Slashed, rice-stuffed peppers & tea-smoked fish

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 26, 2009
The mind is like a traveller…it knows where to go when.

People, places and food…

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 22, 2009
 My son is neither Chinese nor Japanese, and yet he’s constantly lifting his bowl to his lips…not to cool his noodles or soup, but mostly to drink up the milk in his cereal bowl. Forget that he’s only 2.5 years old, this could be the start of him morphing into a worldly guy – complex, […]

Chocolate Chilli Truffles

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 21, 2009
Saturday morning

Being in London – Part 2

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 20, 2009
You already know I had a great time in London – according to me, a well-deserved break. Now one thing I can say is that I had a lot of typical British meals – from a cream tea of scones to the staple, Fish and chips and Eton mess. Now each of these has a special […]

Saag chicken stew

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 18, 2009
Dinner in a hurry. No time to stop and think. All that sat in my head was coconut rice with something hot, something with chilies.

Being in London – Part 1

by Kitchen Butterflyon September 17, 2009
Manchester, 1990: Unfortunately, this B&B doesn’t offer a Continental breakfast. When I try a cracker with jam, I almost spit it out because it tastes so foul. When I look up from my plate, I see everyone in the breakfast room is staring at me. An old man at the table beside me coughs. ‘You […]