Slow Roasted Turmeric Vegetables with a Moghrabieh Pilaf

Summer vacations spent in India at my grandparents’ home in Delhi are forever etched in my memories. Their imposing house, at the end of the street, was nestled next to big open fields and further beyond those fields, small woodlands, that my brother, cousins and I called the “jungle.” Often, as we played out on the fields we would hear the howls of monkeys and the high pitched mewing of peacocks and other animals vibrating through the trees, drifting over the fields, sending us darting back to the house out of breath and petrified.

Red Wine Risotto with Roquefort Radicchio and Walnuts

My word for 2014 came to me this summer when I was vacationing in Thailand. Up until then I had a few words sailing around in my head: listen; pause; awaken - but most of these were induced by the situation I was in at the time. What I wanted to do the most, what really makes up my character and defines my personality was the word - connect. And last year I cocooned myself from a lot of people shielding myself from disappointments, trouble, pain and worry

Retrospective 2013

Finally it’s here … 2014! I cannot remember when the last time was that I wanted the old year to end so badly and the new one to begin again. I have pinned high hopes on 2014. I strongly believe that you carve your own path and take the journey you design for yourself. 2013 was not the kind of year I had designed for myself. Somehow I stumbled on my path and allowed others to take control of my life.