Just Churned: Rutab Date and Labneh Ice Cream
If dates are such an important fruit in this part of the world, why on earth does Dubai not have
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Just Churned: Biscuit-crumbed Mango and White Chocolate Ice Cream.
Ice-cream making has become a mild obsession for me since my Kitchen Aid received its ice cream maker attachment last
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Futzing around with banana blossoms
This post was meant to be dedicated to an experimental recipe with banana blossoms for Friday lunch. I’d never noticed
What do you do when you’ve grown too many tomatoes in your backyard?
There’s no way a wonderful problem like that would ever be my own doing. I have a black thumb, if
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The little white knight that helped me peel the potatoes last Friday
I know children love playing around with dough, or licking bowls streaked with chocolate cake batter [points at self vigorously],
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An Indian bread that’s angelic to touch, but downright devilish to make.
I must have been 12, maybe 13, when Ma demanded that I step foot in the kitchen and help her
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Crushed digestive biscuits. Melted sugar drizzle with orange rind. Dark chocolate ganache.
I could envision…almost taste…the dessert as I drove back from work last Tuesday. It was just an idea, one of
Now and then, even Starbucks can inspire me.
I’ve had a love-hate relationship with Starbucks since the time I discovered the chain. At first, I was absolutely enamored
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Reminiscing about the times when I could eat painlessly.
It seemed like only yesterday. Actually, it was only yesterday. Or maybe a few days ago…when I could eat, nay
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The Big Apple pie.
My famous last words right before moving out of New York City back in February: “I love this city Mary,
When things don’t turn out as perfect as pie.
Last week, I was so inspired by the Thai cooking class with my fellow foodies at ICCA , that I
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Cooking up a Thai feast with my fellow foodies at the International Center for Culinary Arts
Whoever coined the phrase “too many cooks spoil the broth” had evidently never been to a group cooking class. He