Certified crazy

Sometimes I wonder if I did not make the right decisions.

Only time will tell. Only time.

Last saturday, a late lunch was had at Pera, Nice – a small, discreet restaurant serving Lebanese food.

Ezme, Mechouia, Tabbouleh Libanais, and Hummous were particularly excellent.
Very good zucchini fritters. Falafel was average.
Their galettes libanais with ricotta cheese and herbs looked very nice too.

Good value for money too. Should go again!

Address: 2 Descente du Marché 06300 Nice‎

Another todo item ticked off. Tiramisu has been made. So what if it took longer to find Marsala at Carrefour Antibes than to actually make tiramisu? Pics shall be uploaded tomorrow once it is served. (Right now bites have started to go missing from the container cooling in the fridge)

Looks ok. Would suffice (hopefully) the need of writing a few words per day.

Also, tonight’s todo: make bruschetta and install wp touch plugin.

Some months ago, @sankarshan and @runa_b planned a trip around Europe. @aanjhan from swiss, along with the couple met up at Rome.

Some awesome food, great conversation and a lot of fun was had. Some pictures are uploaded.

Here is one of my favorite pictures from the set:

Long, long time ago, there used to be a girl who wrote a blog, thought out delicate sentences and framed out words, weaved them with the events in her life, and hit the publish button with a smile on her face.

Now, she finds no excitement to blog, nothing to say to the big world out there. She has heard that sometimes, this phenomenon hits other people too, but she fears this is something that she won’t recover from, anytime soon, if she does, that is.

Give her a few good reasons to keep this blog going. She’ll be happy, I know.

These days a lot of idiots manage to piss me off – either that, or my patience levels have gone really low. These days I feel more like punching some people right in the face, hard enough to break their nose. To vent my frustration away, for days like these, I keep handy a bag full of empty bottles of wine. Getting rid of them at the garbage triage for glass bottles gives immense satisfaction. With every clink that the bottle goes down in the wooden container, my brain feels a little lighter.

Thats my plan for the weekend to get rid of the frustration. Whats yours?

I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.
– Nietzsche

Reminds me of an incident that happened one cold night a long time ago.. but that is a story for yet another post.

In the Kitchen, ofcourse!

Last few weeks, I have been either busy with work, or cooking in the kitchen, and trying out new things. Among the recent experiments during the past two weeks are:

• Cheese and Macaroni (and veggies!)
• Strawberry tartelettes
• Stuffed colorful bell peppers
• fleur de courgette (zucchini flowers)

I decided to go to the marché provençal in Antibes to do the regular fresh vegetable shopping instead of the normal weekend trip to the Carrefour supermarket. It was a refreshing change – seemed like I am back in the bhaji market of Malad (w) with Maa – only all the haggling was in french

I first tasted the fleur de courgette at a french home last week – I became instant fan of the dish and tried to reverse engineer the dish – almost there, but something is still missing. This doesnt let me down – I am going to try again next Sunday and see if I can remake it the way I first tasted it.

May be, inspired by Runa’s cooking blog, I should start my own instead of twitpic-ing the pictures? Let us see.

Friggin’ cold, originally uploaded by barkha.

But I was happy!
Good times, those were. Will I get some more?
Time will tell.