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Ever since I can remember, I've been fascinated by the diversity of culture, language and people groups on our planet. When I joined an international humanitarian aid organization, one of my colleagues became like a sister to me in a short amount of time. An American, her family migrated from Chennai, India when she was young. On one assignment, we were relocated to Uganda due to regional unrest where we were living. We searched high and low to drum up the ingredients to make her family's version of Masala chai, a treat from the daily realities of our working environment . I love the mix of spices, sweetness, and creamy milk taste, drinking it hot especially at breakfast.
This traditional Armenian Easter roll recipe was passed down from my great nana. Since her passing, my grandmother and I have taken over the annual tradition. We also decided to incorporate a metal circle cutter handmade by my great papa, so we can honor both their memories with this one delicious treat!
Favorite Food Memories: My mom and I would make pies from scratch during the holidays. Making a pie was such a memorable activity for me being a creative child. Getting to make a mess with my hands in the kitchen and creating a yummy desert was just fantastic! I have fond memories of my mom teaching me her recipe. Even though I ended up being more of a cook than a baker, making pies is something I feel confident baking thanks to my Mom.
Fave memory: Dal go nah is my favorite street junk food in my childhood. The fun thing about it is if you successfully cut the shape out then you will get another one for the prize. I tried to make this at home and had to throw out or hide lots of ladles after burning them. It was intense that time but fun memory to bring back now a days.
Fave Memory: Once my husband and me were planning to go out and have a happy hour drink after his work. However, he came home and brought full box of French desserts, so we decided to stay home instead and have some beer with éclairs and petits fours. It was one of the best happy hours that we ever had!
Fave Memory: I remember when I was sick, my dad, who could work from home, would stay with me and prepare me a special breakfast – my favorite fruit muffins! He brought them to my room while I was cuddling in the bed with my beloved stuffed elephant.
One of my favorite food memories is the day when my family got together to make bunch of mandu--dumplings!
My mom would prepare enough ingredients to make about one hundred dumplings and it would take us the whole day to make the mandu.
We'd all gather around a table and talk about what happened at school, work--in life.
We still have this tradition to this day and I look forward to visiting my mom to make mandu together with her and the rest of my family :)
These potato rolls are my Grandmother Affie's. We made these on special occasions, including Thanksgiving and Christmas. As I got older, it was my responsibility to make them while my grandmother, mom, and aunts made everything else. I always liked making them into a clover shape because I thought they looked fancier that way. My mom also makes cinnamon rolls to share on Christmas morning out of this dough. These were always my favorite.
First time visiting an aquarium with our daughter, it's during our recent trip in Osaka. Greeted by a tunnel once entering. Enjoyed looking at variety of species available, magnificent views. We had a limited edition soft serve ice cream in the cafe. It's an unforgettable experience for us.
Fave Memory - When I was a child and I used to have lunch with my grandparents it was always a joyful day.
Every Sunday the family met all together. Before starting to eat my grandpa used to take a handful of cheese and let it fall on the dish of pasta, saying “it’s snowing!!!” A thin white layer appeared, and it started to melt due to the heat, just like snow. He used to repeat it every time, and every time I was enchanted by those flakes falling down softly.
My dog sits right under my baby boy's high chair and watches for falling food like a hawk. One time she emerged from under the table with mac and cheese noodles stuck all over her head which made my kids die with laughter. It's one of those sweet memories I'll never forget! This recipe is for the busy mom or dad who wants less time spent cooking and a bit more quality time with their kids some evenings. It's a fool proof dinner that your kids are sure to love and you will love the quick prep time!
Fave Recipe Submission: I grew up in Jakarta, Indonesia. Back then, Donuts were such a luxury to have. Since flour is an expensive ingredient, and a lot of homes don’t really have oven to bake. We use different methods to make our dessert and pastries (steaming or frying are very common method). The memory that I have of this one particular potato donut was that it was so fluffy, soft, and yummy. My mom was a working mom, she rarely cook. The only times she would step into the kitchen was when her curiosity is stronger than her skills. She got a potato donut recipe from a famous bakery. A strong willed person that she is, she was determined to perfect this recipe. We first, boil the potatoes, mashed them, mix it with other ingredients, and form a dough, and fry them. Let it cool and decorate them. I remembered months passed and my mom kept finding things that were wrong with the technique, and we were her guinea pig. We ate potato donuts almost every week. It was like heaven for me, and my mom finally decided that she found her very best way to cook the donut, so fluffy and so soft. And she did this for another few tries, and then one day she decided that she did it. She has perfected her technique and conquered her curiosity and she stopped making them. Until today, I crave for that potato donuts as to personal level, it reminded me of my mom’s curiosity that was like a strong wave, she was so determined perfecting her potato donut recipe. And she did it. And then next was the making soy milk from raw soybean.
One day my sister and I came home from school to that overwhelmingly delicious scent of turkey cooking. Mom, however, explained that her friend Ina's oven had broken down. And since Ina had a thawed turkey that HAD to be cooked, Mom baked the turkey as a favor to her. ?!? Who knew Mom had such a sense of humor! She continued to surprise us with turkey off and on, but we didn't fall for the "It's for Ina" trick again. I never did discover her super secret turkey thawing station, though she finally spilled the beans to me last week!