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This illustration is of Vietnamese Spring Rolls or Gòi Cuõn, inspired by a trip a few years ago to Hanoi. My travel partner and I found this great place to eat them, the smell of mint and crunch as we ate the roll will stay in my mind forever.
When I lived in Vancouver I was introduced to the wonderful, mouthwatering world of sushi and became a fan instantly. Years later I travelled to Asia and experienced a culinary bonanza - flavours, colours and textures I had never seen or tasted before - and so began my lifelong affection, admiration and excitement for all things sushi!!
Visiting a beach in Mumbai as kid was incomplete without chana chaat, a tangy chickpea salad. Easy enough to recreate at home, this quick recipe works wonderfully as a starter. If you don't have chaat masala in your kitchen pantry, substitute with paprika.
One winter, I was able to escape to the Southern Hemisphere to visit a friend in Chile. After a tiresome plane ride, my friend picked me up and we hit the streets of Santiago. The sun was hot and the jet lag was setting in, so we stopped for one of Chile’s favorite treats: mote con huesillos. After we ordered, two cups were filled with cooked wheat berries, dried peaches and finally an icy sweet liquid steeped in peaches, sugar, cinnamon and orange. Standing there, under the hot afternoon sun and drenched in sweat from a day of exploring, it was a most welcome treat that reminded me of one of the reasons I love traveling.
I didn’t quite know what I was getting myself into the first time I happened upon a Chinese hotpot restaurant, but the deliciousness is something everyone should experience! Hotpot has everything you could ask for in a great meal - a shared dinner filled with a variety of fresh ingredients that you get to cook yourself right at the table in a simmering pot of perfectly seasoned broth while socializing with your friends and family. Yes, please!
when the temperatures go down how to get up?!
boiling red wine and adding spices!!!!
here four typical drinks you can find visiting Christmas villages in Europe
they warm your hands and your soul when you have to face up with gifts list!
Tabbule, It's a national salad of Syria, is mainly made of chopped parsley, tomato, onion, soaked bulgur and some fresh and dried mint, some people add cucumbers and/or garlic or use quinoa instead of bulgur.
Seasoned with abundant lemon juice, olive oil and salt.
Every autumn, when the temperature and humidity is just right, my mother and I wait for the perfect moment to go mushroom hunting in the neighboring forests. With our eyes peeled to the forest floor we pick only those we know to be edible.
Gathering only enough for our dinner we hurry home while the mushrooms are still at their freshest. Prepared in a simple manner, we use our old cast iron pan, a dab of butter, a splash of cream, pepper and salt and some herbs like parsley and rosemary. Nothing more. We want to savor the taste that every unique mushroom has to offer. With our plates warmed and ready they end their journey with glass of chilled white wine.
I was lucky enough to visit my sister for a summer when she lived in Rome. It was the hottest summer in 80 years. Forty-five degrees in the shade hot. It was also the summer I fell in love. In love with food. The temperatures soared and our dinners became late, late, like 10 or 11pm late. It wasn’t until the sun had been gone a spell that you could even fathom eating anything. So, we’re at a restaurant near her place and the waiter is cute....really cute. He is flirty and lovely and sparkling eyes and all that. He comes to the table after we’ve ordered our drinks with what he calls, “fiore de Roma!” Quite proudly, quite loudly and sets down a platter of the most perfect posey-shaped pinwheels: layers of fresh basil; that day’s sun dried Roma tomatoes; creamy, delicate buffala mozzarella; and a tissue paper thin ribbon of salty prosciutto. A little dish of olive oil and a little dish of balsamic and a sprinkle of chilli oil on the side. My god. The best bouquet I ever received. Flowers of Rome. Just heaven.
Every country has their culinary tradition. Here in Limburg, a province in the South of the Netherlands, we have our “vlaai” pie, which is old Germanic for “flat” pie. The same word that flan pie gets its name from.
Vlaai, a fruit pie or tart, prepared as it has been for centuries, has been a source of pride for the locals here. No birthday is complete without the birthday boy’s or girl’s favorite vlaai. In my illustration I represent the history with a character from Bruegel the Elder’s painting. In his painting “Netherlandish proverbs” we can see these pies sitting on a rooftop. The proverb goes: “Their roofs are covered with vlaai”. The vlaai pie was a status symbol that showed that you were well off with enough resources to afford such a treat. Today though, everyone is now able to enjoy this cultural filled delight!