Soundarya GottapuVizag, Andhra Pradesh, IN
I love sharing my stories with the world. Stories told through illustrations and writing. Stories of self learning, nostalgia, environment and co existence.
My deepest inspirations come in the form of simple everyday moments, a good meal, a good conversation or sometimes from struggles.
Recipes By Soundarya Gottapu
I have never set foot in Greece. So I picked a place that I would love to visit someday - Makrinitsa ! A small village atop a hill with everything I dream of in a place- cobblestone pathways, ancient architecture, meals made from fresh local produce, spice corridors and pet friendly homestays- All this with a view of the hills!
A prominent memory from my childhood summer breaks is when we would spend early hours of the morning inside our country home's kitchen which is essentially a hut with mud stoves, hen coops and delicious aroma would fill the tiny space as my grandmother makes a simple rice meal for us. All while the warmth from the firewood surrounded us.
I was craving for some chocolate cookies when I found the perfect yet beginner friendly recipe on ' cafedelites.com. ' Immediately gave it a try, although with low expectations from my skills. However, the cookies turned out super awesome - just the perfect crunch yet soft to bite in.
This is my second week into baking experiments and I tried this simple 3 ingredient cookies and it felt like a great place to start for a beginner like me! The good thing about starting with simple, small steps is that it builds confidence in little, delicious portions.
A scene from the time I visited Switzerland and had the best breakfast ever with an even better view of snow capped mountains and green grass.
This illustration is done from the Learn Along Color exercise using the 3 color palette. Quite challenging but had fun with the process!
Probably the first dish I attempted to cook when I left home and I still find joy in making it wherever I am even after many years. It reminds me of the times when I was struggling to live on my own for the first time. And despite learning to cook quite a range of dishes now, I still find comfort in this Indian version of scrambled eggs - Egg Bhurji.
Developed a taste for these beauties over the years ,especially the classic buttermilk,not to mention the wonders it can do for the body in Indian Summers! I love the fact that they have such amazing nutritional values yet are so humble in their making.
After my tea post, I felt coffee deserved one of its own. My favourite thing about coffee is the fact that just the idea of it sends me to a cozy place inside. It doesn't need company of another dish. Coffee itself is company.
A coffee person at heart but hailing from India, Chai somehow has a special place for itself within me,especially Ginger tea. It's amazing how a simple beverage seeped its way through different cultures across the world . Not to mention the beautiful kettles and ceramics that are created as a result of its existence.
With what the world is going through right now , farmers everywhere deserve our utmost respect. Bargaining is a common practice in a lot of local markets and refraining from doing so ,especially in times like this is the least we could do to support them.
Growing up , summers meant mangoes for all meals in different forms. Clean ,cut pieces for a mid morning or evening snack, freshly squeezed juice in the late evening or ,the best of them all, eating the whole fruit in one go ,rejoicing every drop and making a tasty mess all over the clothes.
Remembering my roots through the simple delicacies from Andhra Pradesh. The kind of simple that is a result of generations of tradition and care.In the way they are cooked, seasoned and served. The kind that doesn't yearn to be extra ordinary but just is. Like how a home feels. Simple,familiar but special and irreplaceable. My early memories of this authentic meal consist of cooking on log fires, served on fresh banana leaves sprinkled with just a wee bit of water and being taught how to fold the leaf when I was done eating. Every step almost feels like worship and love.