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Gobi Paratha (Cauliflower-stuffed Flatbread)
I have fun cooking with my father because he’s always up for inventing or trying out new recipes. I guess it makes sense because experimenting in the kitchen is a natural extension of his work as a scientist. And like … More
Posted in Autumn, Breads, Dinner, How-Tos, Popular, Recipes Index, Spring, Summer, Vegan, Vegetarian, Winter
Tagged cauliflower, cooking with my parents, indian bread, north indian cooking, paratha, vegan, vegetarian
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Usali
Usali is a very unique salad dish from my mom’s state of Karnataka. She taught me how to make it when I was home last. I kind of refer to them as faker chickpeas because they look like them, … More
Posted in Autumn, Gluten-Free, Lunch, Recipes Index, Salads, Sides, South Indian, Spring, Summer, Vegan, Vegetarian, Winter
Tagged cooking with my parents, karnataka recipe, south indian cooking, vegan, vegetarian
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Pakoras (Vegetable Fritters)
idli pakoras with idli on the right side spinach and onion pakoras – look like little space aliens but they were really crunchy and good I swear! So me and my dad went a bit fry happy. We made a … More
Posted in Appetizers, Autumn, Dinner, North Indian, Recipes Index, Snacks, Spring, Summer, Vegan, Vegetarian, Winter
Tagged cooking with my parents, idli, north indian cooking, pakora, spinach, vegan, vegetarian
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Akki Roti (Rice Flour Roti)
The first recipe I cooked while visiting my parents is one of my favorite breakfast foods, akki or rice flour roti. It’s a homemade speciality from my mother’s state of Karnataka in South India. The roti is made from rice … More
Posted in Autumn, Breakfast, Gluten-Free, Mains, Recipes Index, South Indian, Spring, Summer, Vegan, Vegetarian, Winter
Tagged cooking with my parents, karnataka recipe, rice flour, roti, south indian cooking, vegan, vegetarian
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Cooking With My Parents
my father and mother on their wedding day, Illinois 1968 Visiting my parents in Alabama (or ‘Bama as I’ve taken to calling it) means wearing a house dress for most of the day and cooking like mad. This trip was … More
