One month and four years ago, I embarked on post-University life with only one mission in mind: To bake a cake. My epicurean activator and muse extraordinaire, Baneeya, had taken to seducing my oven-phobic Indian kundi with sugary dreams. My sweet tooth ached with longing, and whiffs of freshly-baked moistness, simply slathered in cream, haunted my every waking move. After tearing my diploma out of some dude's grip and shaking Ian Handsome-man-singh's hand for a second too long, I got the hell out of Dodge and rode into Baneeya's city with my life's belongings and a one-way ticket to the Middle East.
What followed was a blissed out week of friends, goodbyes, trivial pursuit marathons, drunken arm-wrestling, and eating cake for dinner. While playing sous to her chef, Baneeya guided me through the various intricacies of baking a perfect triple-layered carrot/maple/ginger concoction. Something like this. Evidently, I'm still talking about that cake.
My culinary skills have improved since then. I now fall closer to the "knows what she's doing" marker, as opposed to "fumbling". But I am nowhere near chef status. And I need another lesson in baking. Slippery slope, that. I can't bake on the regular lest I give myself and my loved ones coronary disease. A special occasion is needed.
Baneeya says:
I'm hoping to take a train to T.O. on Thurs. Aug. 16th.
Actually, I just realized that what we should do is make another cake!! We'll make a feast!
I recently created a peach-avocado-serrano chili salsa to eat with grilled chicken, fish, or just nay-chose. Delicious. Also, I made strawberry icecream yesterday...
Good lord. Like being taken to church by a sinner.
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11 Comments:
You know, anything that good sounding, cannot possibly help you keep the weight off.
That silly statement being said, welcome back :) Periodic as it may be.
You need to step your cake game up. This is because your skills should be top-notch and my belly should be about a notch bigger.
Correct.
Start with chocorate.
Merci (in advance).
culinarylingus!
eat it eat it ! wHat wHat....
death by infoodification was ordained by the highest order to be the most noble and disgusting fashion in ones perish.
did you buy a domain? www.currylingus.com no worky.
mine has changed! you should change the link in the blog pound from aztlan to http://bootwala.net
Hmmm, currylingus.com seems to be working for me. try again, nah? i'll change your link, thanks..
solved. the URL you left your comment with had https:// instead of http:// i didnt see that until just now.
thanks for making me drool on my desk with that pic.
i need a sugar iv
mmm
looks tasty
*sigh* and again, she is gone
Neha, if you're single and willing, may we date?
epicurian I think should be epicurean . Other than that, I'm haveing a strong craving for chocolate cake with vanilla icing.
Thank you, Anonymous, I'm surprised it took ten comments for someone to point out the huge piece of spinach stuck in my teeth. Much obliged :-)
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