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Well, I could post the recipe if I could find it again! It was two Indian ladies on YouTube. Will try again though and make sure I keep the link this time…
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Mei, bathing in that spicy chilli jam might be mighty painful!
I was served dinner in the bath once in Latvia – partially smoked fish on that delicious, chewy, really dark bread they have. Yum.
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David Jason in the bath? Not sure that’s something I’d like to see on tv…
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Thanks for the advice Lizzie – I’ll give that a go.
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And here are some more tips from a friend’s parents (from Pakistan):
1. Do not use oil.
2. Make dough with hot water(not boiling – hotter than hand warm)
3. Leave dough to rest for ½ hour.
4. Dough should be rolled much thinner than in pictures. A good chapatti maker can actually begin with a small circle and then throw from hand to hand until it’s a large one – tis amazing!!
5. Tawa (this is the black round thing you can get in most eastern shops, and heats up much better than a frying pan, good ones are made of cast iron) should be quite hot. Cold Tawa – no fluff.
6. Part cook one side till it changes colour, then turn and finally turn again when the side in contact shows brown spots.
7. Now is the time to gently press the edges with kitchen towel.
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Hello!
Regarding the paan, there are different variations but the paste may have been lime paste, which is used commonly in Northern India. There would have been tiny pieces of betel nut (I remember being told it’s not actually betel nut it’s something else, but I can’t remember what). And then there are the various herbs/ spices.
Paan is prevalent across many parts of Asia but the contents are quite different. I haven’t come across candied fruit before but have read that this is a version more common in other parts of Asia, so perhaps this paanwala had taken that idea onboard?
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plenty more methinks…
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Hurray! Thank you for the positive comments – so glad you enjoyed it!
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what a great idea!
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hooray! foodrambler is back!
pics from the oubliette night are on fbook, check out my latest photo album, there are some in there xx
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Ramblers, this was simply the most magic day ever and a huge part of that was down to all the incredible imagination, talent and passion that shone out of your delicious culinary creations. Those bright colours were only a small clue to how burstingly tasty the canapes and salads were. I was bowled over, and I spoke to so so many others who similarly couldn’t stop talking about your wonderful food. Baking bread on the bbq must’ve been such feat, how impressive. You truly were ramblers, cooking exquisite food with whatever funny equipment was thrown at you. Amazing. The salad toss has gone down in family legend and I will never forget the faces of a few hundred totally satisfied bellies after feasting on your yummy additions to the hog roast. THANK YOU (is not enough)!!
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i loved that cake and ate far too much of it, what you haven’t seen is the rather terrifying lot of pictures which sana put up of me eating it all.
mmm, i loved the chicken, it’s actually a rick stein recipe… do we know if the lime leaves ever turned up btw?
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Hi Guys,
You have a great blog!!
Please visit my blog http://chefstales.wordpress.com/ and see if it is something that you would be willing to be linked too.
I was born in Harrogate and am currently working in Penang, Malaysia.
I will of course reciprocate.
Warm regards,
Mike
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Hello,
I just discovered your blog through London Food and Drink. My name is Bethany and I write the blog http://www.dirtykitchensecrets.com here in London as well. A few other bloggers and I are organizing a conference on Food Blogging on the 28th of November, 2009 in London.
We would love it if you could join us. Depending on the number of food bloggers who RSVP, we hope to also have guest speakers talking about relevant issues to Food Blogging such as “How To Improve On Food Photography” or “What Makes A Good Food Blog” amongst others. In any case, it will be an opportunity to meet other food bloggers, some of which are coming from France, Germany and even India, and network, eat delicious food and have a good laugh.
For more information please visit http://www.dirtykitchensecrets.com/
We hope to see you there.
Bethany and the other organisers; Mowie Kay- Mowielicious, Jamie Schler- Life’s a Feast and Hilda Saffari- Saffron & Blueberry
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Hi Foodrambler!
Love the blog and the foodie adventures! (Quite fancy a pit cooked stag! in London!)
Can you/The Rampling restaurant get in touch with me as I have beein trying to get a ticket to the Rampling Restaurant this Saturday 24th Oct at the Nursery (the event with the Improsarios) – I have bought tickets through http://www.wegottickets.com but have got 3 with diner and show and one for the show only (as the alloted dinner allocation has run out?) can I get an extra dinner place from you or on the door otherwise our party of four will be broken up and we’ll have to go elsewhere ;-(
Any help appreciated! Call me on 07771615205 if you can!
Thanks
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Hi, I’ve just created a new website for UK food lovers, where you can share food recipes, food articles and food video’s. I am looking for members to submit some content before the site goes live. I would be grateful if you could have a look and maybe help me out by submitting some articles or recipes.
Thank you
Luke Williams
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How wonderful to see the underground/roving restaurant scene come of age, and in such a short time.
It’s barely nine months since I experienced my first underground supper, an off-putting ugly mess in the back-side of Kilburn – although by ‘ugly mess’ I’m not sure if I mean the food or the awful woman who ran it !
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During these cold winter nights i like nothing better than a cup of bold coffee from the Sundried Quinchia community or a peruvian Sumatra.The first is has a delicious dark treacle flavour and is delicious with a slice of moist chocolate cake and the latter has a nuttiness that would tempt the maddest of Santa Claus.
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My favourite way to drink coffee is a nice hot latte in my own cute funky white thermal mug, on a crisp spring morning and, best of all, on my bright orange Dutch bike. I’d be comfortably cycling through London, while sipping my coffee! And trust me, this is not fiction but something I enjoy regularly (I can send photos!).
x, Barbara
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First thing in the morning, strong black coffee sipped out of a heavy mug while standing outside in the sunshine looking out over a glorious view.
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i like a latte with a couple of drops of maple syrup and a mini marshmallows. Mainly because i usually need the energy but also because i have a major sweet tooth!
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I enjoy my first cup of coffe in the morning most.
my favorite way to drink is just coffe with milk, no fancy trimmings.
By mid morning I am ready for a cappuccino, frothy and sprinkled with chocolate, yummy. -
I think my favourite way to drink coffee was a one off, i will try to repeat it.
My boyfriend then and I were in Paris it was a beautiful day and we sat on a bench at Sacre Couer sipping hot coffee, I said isnt this perfect and he turned to me and said will “You are perfect, will you marry me?” It cant be topped as a defining coffee moment for me and I still get a great memory every time I drink a good coffee.Sorry hope I haven’t put any cynics off their coffee!!!
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The perfect coffee is the iced cappucino way. I can’t think of anything better than a lazy Sunday morning, sat outide with my favourite book in one hand and my cappucino in the other!
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Coffee is my fastest friend, my consolation, my recourse in troubled times, my mistress. How do I love she? Let me count the ways: sipping a bitter espresso, scrupulously prepared from grinding to brewing to achieving a perfect crema thanks to my baby Gaggia; slowly savouring a creamy cappuccini over an absorbing novel; knocking a back a quickly- made French press because time is short; grabbing a trayful of lattes on the hop to share with friends; seriously addressing a black Americano and a cigarette while pondering life’s intricacies. In short, there is no other drink for me.
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