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I feel kind of strange writing about such a lovely summery sorbet at this particular time. Sometimes things get caught on the camera, and just don’t make it up here in a timely fashion. But then, like a luscious summer day, a little bit of dawdling is to be expected from a watermelon sorbet, I … Read more Memories of Summer
This is not just a vanilla ice cream. The freckling of real vanilla suggests a familial relation between vanilla ice cream and this ice cream, but this one is far more grown up than her little sister. Vanilla ice cream would peak into this older sister’s make up drawer, mystified by the distance a few … Read more Vanilla Ice Cream’s Older Sister
Mister always wants ice cream cake on his birthday. His wish is understandable, what with the glorious goodness of ice cream cake and all. Still, a January boy’s requests for ice cream cake just make the room feel extra chilly. Luckily, the birthday boy got his wish. I can’t say no to him. Besides, the ice … Read more The Second Birthday Cake
Coffee and I are not friends. I’m told by my mum that we haven’t ever gotten along with each other. While she was pregnant with me the smell of coffee would set her retching. Not consuming coffee is fine with me. I wake up rather chipper and don’t need the caffeine, and tea suits me … Read more Coffee in Small Doses
They (the great, mysterious, all knowing They) say that when you are picking out a cantaloupe you want to smell it. If the melon gives off that distinctive sweet, floral, cantaloupe smell, it is good to go and ready to eat. A person can also choose a not yet headily scented cantaloupe to leave on … Read more Cantaloupes of Questionable Character
One day, not too long ago, I got to spend the morning and afternoon with my Baba, making pounchki. She hadn’t made them in a number of years, but when I asked if we could make some, she was only too happy to oblige. Food can ingrain some very detailed memories, and pounchki do that … Read more Getting Recipes Written Down
Last year on the May long weekend, I had never used a barbecue before. I made Bacon, Peach and Chicken Skewers, a recipe that has made recurring appearances at our dinner table. This year, though, the baker in me got to stand alongside all of the men at the barbecue. Everyone can grill meat on … Read more Brownies on the Barbecue
Mister makes appearances more often than I thought he would, here at The Funky Kitchen. His hands show up in photos, volunteering to pour things for me in action shots, or taking pictures for me while I cook. Mostly he plays a part in the stories being told, or by giving his very important mister … Read more Into the Fourth Year
There is some part of me that is resolute in its belief that I am, in fact, an emotional ninja; that unless I want someone to know how I feel, they won’t be able to tell. Like a ninja, my feelings won’t be apparent until I allow them to be. All too often, though, I … Read more A Ninja of Emotion
I often wonder about my dad when I’m in the kitchen if it’s quiet and nobody is there keeping me company. You see, he really enjoyed cooking and hated doing dishes afterward, just like me. I’m told he regarded written recipes mostly as a framework to be expanded upon, just like me. Still, he is … Read more Pensive Double Chocolate Cookie Baking