Shefali’s mom demonstrates with grace and ease how simple it is to make spice tea otherwise known as chai. This ain’t none of that Starbucks chai latte bullsh*t. This here is the real deal. So easy and so good. Check it out right here.
Mrs. Nanavati makes chai
Alright, so I’m back. I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. Sorry to all you three readers of this blog. But I’m back and in between jobs (not working) so I will be putting more stuff up very very soon. In the mean time, check out some words and photos from my summer travels – all food focused of course. Click on the mushroom below to have your mind blown by the full story.
It’s my own fault really. I’ve been in France since May and mostly I buy fresh veggies, and fruit and cheese and bread (finally found a good baguette place…now I’m officially French).
The week before last I ate African food at a music festival in Marseille and just last week, I went to Morocco with my friend Jessica. In actuality, going to Morocco is quite the French thing to do: most Moroccans speak French as an official language (although never if they can help it- Arabic is king), and with Ryan Air, tickets were only about $60 round trip from anywhere in France. I could spend hours talking about my experience there – my trip through the old town “medinas”, our 4 hour train ride (sans air conditioning), the nice people we met (one who even insisted we stay at his house with his grandma), and all the wondrous and miraculous ways we got cheated.
But, Clarence, I’ll just stick to the food… (read on…)
Mesdames et Messieurs, c’est avec plaisir que je vous presente mon ami Channon. How that for some busted up French? Alright so check out my friend Channon’s first report from France where she’s spending the next five months living the good life. Be sure also to check out her blog, “From Right Here” for more detailed accounts and beautiful photographs of her time en France. But first, check out her first review…
Hey folks,
This is your friendly not-so-neighborhood foreign food correspondent Tim,
giving you the what’s-whats from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Like my long-time
pal CTing (this emphasis on your last name is new – must be an internet
thing), I plan to give you periodic reviews of restaurants. Since you’ll
probably never actually go to one of these places, I’ll try to pepper it
with as much culture (no, not the fro-yo kind) as your literary palates can
take. Unlike CTing, I plan to avoid first-initial last-name self-references
in order to avoid ridicule, or at least disappointing Google hits for people
who were expecting something else when they typed in “THigh”.
My first subject, in spite of what I just told you, is a recounting of my
culinary experiences not in Rio, but in Porto de Galinhas, Pernambuco, just
south of Recife…(read on)
