So life is what we make of it ...
We are supposed to multiply our happiness, add our joys, delete our sorrows etc etc..
But I don't think it really works like that ...
I think life happens while we are planning, what to do and what not to do ...
I for one , am always trying to find a way to travel, because that's what makes me really happy...
(Besides kids, cooking, friends, painting, eating, music, flowers, mountains, animals...
ha ha ha hope you get the drift ... )
And I miss no opportunity to travel if I can do so ...
I also plan to learn a new language and also want to learn Indian cooking...
And frankly there is nothing to stop me from making my plans ...
And no one...
So go ahead make a wish list ...
And slowly very slowly, you will start actualizing your plans....
So I'm going to share something with you today...
I have a problem...
I cannot, just cook food, for just anybody...
I need to always cook for people I love or then at least like too much ..
But I do want a cafe of my own , someday , where I want to be hands on in the kitchen , and make bread, tarts, pastas, curry's, salads and desserts..
Fresh every day and a limited amount...for the day , as I truly believe that food should always be fresh...
I'm not a very social person sometimes, and feel that I could have "rights reserved " to enter my cafe...
And there is will be "no smoking"..
Or rather a designated area to smoke...(Because all my friends smoke)
And frankly we need to let everyone do what they feel like without being overtly judgemental...
I know exactly what this cafe of mine is going to look like..
Also its going to be like a cafe that promotes talent..
Music, art, dance, writers, photographers and anything artistic that needs a voice..
And I have started pulling out recipes that I would like to include in my menu...
They range from super healthy and tasty ,to finger licking , sinfully indulgent...
I think food is like love..
Hunger like love is such a basic emotion...
And there is a rawness to basic emotions that I love..
Each time I'm cooking, there is always a face in my head that I'm making the food for..
It's like I'm dancing with the one I'm cooking for..
And letting them take the lead , and moving from one dance form to another...till we settle to the music and the dance form for that moment in time..
I love dancing...and miss it terribly..
Its so seductive and yet wants nothing..
Except to let go and truly give your everything to the moment you are in...
Its freedom..... of every sense in your body ...
Its madness...
And I miss the insanity.....
But yes that's a plan, I would like to own a little cafe one day and I'm hoping its going to be the warmest and nicest place , anyone would like to come to...
And I can hear you think , what happens if the cafe does not happen...
Well I will feel bad and will probably feel depressed and maybe cry...
But then I'm sure that something better always will come up..
I have realised that in life, if something does not work out, no matter how perfect , its because there is something even more fantastic going to happen..
And we have to open our hearts to life...
And sometimes even to the people we closed, and shut shop with...
Life is too short to miss out , on even a moment of happiness...
I'm a greedy person that way...
All want is "everything"...
Love, friendship, laughter, madness, hugs, kisses, misses everything...
And sometimes when life offers me Lemons...
What do I do then ...
Well I bake a beautiful soft lemon cake...
We are supposed to multiply our happiness, add our joys, delete our sorrows etc etc..
But I don't think it really works like that ...
I think life happens while we are planning, what to do and what not to do ...
I for one , am always trying to find a way to travel, because that's what makes me really happy...
(Besides kids, cooking, friends, painting, eating, music, flowers, mountains, animals...
ha ha ha hope you get the drift ... )
And I miss no opportunity to travel if I can do so ...
I also plan to learn a new language and also want to learn Indian cooking...
And frankly there is nothing to stop me from making my plans ...
And no one...
So go ahead make a wish list ...
And slowly very slowly, you will start actualizing your plans....
So I'm going to share something with you today...
I have a problem...
I cannot, just cook food, for just anybody...
I need to always cook for people I love or then at least like too much ..
But I do want a cafe of my own , someday , where I want to be hands on in the kitchen , and make bread, tarts, pastas, curry's, salads and desserts..
Fresh every day and a limited amount...for the day , as I truly believe that food should always be fresh...
I'm not a very social person sometimes, and feel that I could have "rights reserved " to enter my cafe...
And there is will be "no smoking"..
Or rather a designated area to smoke...(Because all my friends smoke)
And frankly we need to let everyone do what they feel like without being overtly judgemental...
I know exactly what this cafe of mine is going to look like..
Also its going to be like a cafe that promotes talent..
Music, art, dance, writers, photographers and anything artistic that needs a voice..
And I have started pulling out recipes that I would like to include in my menu...
They range from super healthy and tasty ,to finger licking , sinfully indulgent...
I think food is like love..
Hunger like love is such a basic emotion...
And there is a rawness to basic emotions that I love..
Each time I'm cooking, there is always a face in my head that I'm making the food for..
It's like I'm dancing with the one I'm cooking for..
And letting them take the lead , and moving from one dance form to another...till we settle to the music and the dance form for that moment in time..
I love dancing...and miss it terribly..
Its so seductive and yet wants nothing..
Except to let go and truly give your everything to the moment you are in...
Its freedom..... of every sense in your body ...
Its madness...
And I miss the insanity.....
But yes that's a plan, I would like to own a little cafe one day and I'm hoping its going to be the warmest and nicest place , anyone would like to come to...
And I can hear you think , what happens if the cafe does not happen...
Well I will feel bad and will probably feel depressed and maybe cry...
But then I'm sure that something better always will come up..
I have realised that in life, if something does not work out, no matter how perfect , its because there is something even more fantastic going to happen..
And we have to open our hearts to life...
And sometimes even to the people we closed, and shut shop with...
Life is too short to miss out , on even a moment of happiness...
I'm a greedy person that way...
All want is "everything"...
Love, friendship, laughter, madness, hugs, kisses, misses everything...
And sometimes when life offers me Lemons...
What do I do then ...
Well I bake a beautiful soft lemon cake...
INGREDIENTS..
Flour- 120 gm
Castor sugar - 120 gm
Margarine - 60 gm
Butter - 60 gm
Eggs - 3
Baking Powder - 1/2 tsp
Lime - 2 ...juice and scrapped rind..
Milk - 45 ml
Pre - heat the oven to 150 degrees..
Sieve the flour and baking powder together..
Cream the margarine, butter and sugar , till its turns light and fluffy
Beat the eggs and add them slowly to the butter sugar mix, beating well after every addition...
Fold in the sieved flour
Add the rind and the juice...
Adjust the consistency of the batter with the milk...
Bake for 45 minutes...
Well as the cake is nearly baked...
A very definite aroma of the lime wafts into your kitchen..
Fresh and simply seductive...
Yup I'm talking about sour- limes...
But every thing that tastes sour in life does not necessarily have to be "not tasty"..
It all depends on what you do with the sourness..
This cake is soft, fluffy and extremely light on the palate..
And very easy to devour in just one sitting..
It's the simplicity of the flavours that actually appeals to your senses..
Non- fussy , very easy ...
Just very humble , simple and unput- downable...
So I took it out of my oven, and quickly sent some of this to my friends..
And the rest I cut into slices...
Took a few pieces in a plate and went up to my terrace and sat with my green tea, looking at the Mumbai skies preparing to burst with some magical rain...
And thought about this cafe that I have in my head and the kitchen and the food I'm making and the people I'm serving...
There is chatter and people laughing, children running around, some are sitting having a coffee with their dogs at their feet, some in love are just looking into each others eyes over a slice of chocolate cake, some are discussing scripts, some are making plans for a movie, some are gobbling up the fresh bread I baked with some herb butter, the healthy ones having organic low fat something something..
And I'm really loving this...
Whats my cafe called, well I will not know , till I actually have it..
Right now, it's in my head ...
And I'm not even thinking of an "if it does not happen" ...
So I bite into a piece, of this freshly baked slice, and the tanginess and the sweetness of the cake just melt into your mouth, like snow would melt in the palm of your hand...
It disappears with no trace...
Fresh, soft and sweetly seductive ..
I promise you this, you cannot eat just one slice...
So here's presenting "Lime is Nice" ...
My version of what to do if life offers you "Lemons"...
Served with a naughty smile and wink in my eye only from "Maria's Kitchen"... c
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