Imagine being a 9 year old little girl telling your grandmother, who had flown over from Iran and was stood cooking in your aunts kitchen ‘you are doing that wrong!’…..
The arrival of this lovely weather that we have been having lately has encouraged my husband to give his BBQ a bit of TLC. This outdoor grill has had lot’s of attention. They have spent hours together in the garage catching up about how much they have missed each other, how cold it has been and how cooking indoors just isn’t the same as the lovely smokiness you get from an outdoor grill.
This one is a request from one of my followers. It is a delicious dense, moist cake with a lovely delicate flavour and super easy to make. I haven’t made it in ages and wanted a fresher picture than the one I posted on instagram months ago so I decided to make it again this morning before work as I was woken early by birdsong…literally!
It was a Saturday afternoon and I had been feeling poorly. It must have been 1990 (I remember, as this was when Stars in their eyes first appeared on our TV screens). My dad and I were sat on our blue velour sofa
Have you ever noticed how a plane goes quiet when you are about to take off? I recently travelled to Rome for work and as I wasn’t wrestling with my 3-year-old to stay in his seat or plying him with raisins and stories I had the chance to take in my surroundings. It was very quiet.
I went to Paris last week for a day. Have I mentioned that? Pretty sure I have, just once or twice!
I love telling stories. This is something that you may have guessed if you follow my blog. However, when I find something funny, it is a well-known fact that I have an inability to tell the story without laughing hysterically thus rendering me completely unable to complete my story telling.
I was at a launch day this week in London and was asked by a delegate what nationality I am. When I replied that I am Iranian …
In an attempt to feel the joys of spring despite this cold damp weather we are having I have had a few evenings of playing around with some ingredients in my little Persian kitchen. This lovely little orange blossom & cardamom cake is the result.
Sunday’s, in my humble opinion, should forever be a day of rest! I get very grumpy if I have to leave the house before midday on a Sunday or have to change out of my pyjama’s pre 10am! Thank goodness the postman doesn’t work on Sunday’s!
Iranians enjoy picked foods with most stews/rice dishes and kabab. You will find some wonderous and often unusual pickled foods in Iran from garlic to walnuts & even fruits like melon. I have never had pickled melon and not sure I want to but I absolutely love pickled garlic.
Easter has arrived and what better way to spend it than eating chocolate cake with family.
Lubia polo is my best friends favourite Iranian dish & I always cook it for her when she comes to stay with us as a treat….