Banana Nut Muffins

A lot of muffins are being baked (and devoured even before they cool) in the Lekhni household recently.  There were the oatmeal cookies I baked a few weeks ago (mostly for the neighbors) but otherwise, it has been muffins all the way.  A big reason for this is that they are so easy to make.…

Why no one cares if food grains rot

How many decades does it take to build a godown? CNN-IBN had an article a few weeks ago about how 10 million tons of wheat and rice are at risk of rotting in India, as they are stored in the open under tarpaulins. This isn’t new, as we know. Every few years, some newspaper publishes…

Irony in a can of Pepsi

Have you seen the “Pepsi Throwback” commercial?  Pepsi had apparently introduced its “Throwback” drink for a few months last year, and it’s back again now for an 8-week run (starting Dec. 28).  It’s a “throwback” apparently because it’s made with “natural sugar” instead of High Fructose Corn Syrup. I started wondering who the millions of…

Nostalgia comes wrapped in Pan Pasand

Who buys these things?  That’s the question I’ve asked myself whenever I’ve come across a display of candies at Indian stores in the US.  By candies, I mean the uniquely desi ones – the Nutrine, Melody,  Ravalgaon and similar confectionery.    Which children are these displays targeted at? Indian-American kids in the US have grown up…

First Harvest

A necklace of bright red beads lies strewn on my plate, though some of the beads seem to have come unstrung.   They are polished-looking beads, these, with skin that glows with the shine of youth. I plucked my first tomato harvest the other day.  A few days later, they still sit on my countertop, and…

Outsourcing cooking

The other day I saw an ad for mashed potatoes. A tired looking woman was slashing wildly at a potato with a peeler, holding it awkwardly, well away from her body, as if it were really a knife, or a samurai fencing sword. There was a big pile of potato peels in front of her,…

Iapetus in a gulab jamun

Wish you all a very happy Diwali (or Deepavali)!! I am going to shamelessly borrow my brother’s greeting to me to add: “May the Markets recover, May the economy recover, May Paulson and Bernanke see light and usher in prosperity this year.” Last Diwali, I was making sweets and ruminating about Ravana’s army. I was…