It was another slow work day and I was here… not minding my business and poking around to see what other kitchens were cooking and oozing out… And then I saw this beautiful and very neat and tidy blog. Hmmm this lady had some interesting recipes going… hey whats more is that the pictures she was posting up brought back a lot of memories, my memories of Goa. There were gorgeous pictures of beaches, houses, trees and I squinted my eyes to try and find the fine print… I was looking for the word “Goa” somewhere.. and there it was… in fact it was everywhere! Initially I was just enthralled by the assortment of recipes and failed to see “Goa” scattered everywhere. I immediately jumped on to twitter and asked this young lady how she found herself in Goa and if she was there on vacation; and then my ears were treated to a few beautiful words. “No, I’m a blogger from Goa!” My face lit up like a bunny on wheatgrass. A blogger from Goa?!??! I would have never thought. Her blog “Masala Herb” is like my kitchen away from home… I can almost smell everything from the mud to the clay pots and everything! I love Goan food, absolutely delicious and distinguishable from curries everywhere else in India… its just sad that I haven’t been at it yet; but this year I promised myself to get in touch with my roots.
Yes! Yes! I know it isnt Indian Independence day; but this was a post that got lost amidst a whole lot of other things. I am often scared to try out indian recipes, only because I find them so long and the process of things seem never-ending. Dont get me wrong.. I LOVE indian food.. I mean i absolutely HEART IT! But its easier to eat than to cook it.