Posts in "Ethnic Cuisine"

I'll be honest. In general, I'm not a huge fan of the concept of dinner kits. To me, it feels infantilizing and somehow condescending if my carrots are individually packaged and prechopped.

Granted, the recipe for this paneer came from my sister. But I couldn't help feeling like my mother as I made it. I was wearing slippers, as she always does in the kitchen. I was stirring furiously to brown my onions, as she does.

Does anyone still make turkey at Thanksgiving? More and more I am hearing of foodies throwing down with decadent but non-traditional T-day feasts. We were no exception to the new normal, focusing our meal around fresh Californian Dungeness crab.

It's apparently raining Soy Vay! here at mor.sl, and I am loving the weather. I'm seriously impressed with this saucy line. Tried two new ones tonight - both dishes got rave reviews from my picky palate hosts (the sis and bro-in-law), and I honestly can't wait to share the goodness with another lucky mor.

We're excited to announce our first giveaway contest! The lucky winner will receive a $45 Amex giftcard + an entire set of Soy Vay! all natural, kosher sauces and marinades. Read on to find out how to enter.

I heart meat. I really do. Even beef, (I know, I'm a bad Hindu! But as Katie pointed out in her most recent post, beef is a great source of iron! Sorry, God.). Adjusting to vegetarianism then, is difficult, especially when it's not by choice.

Every once in a while I happen upon a taqueria that has this magical avocado salsa. It is a rare treat, the texture of salsa but with the creaminess of avocado. I've had no idea how to make this until this weekend, when trolling on Mr.

Do you ever look through recipes and notice a mysterious ingredient pop up across them? It's like the universe is trying to tell you something. It is time for you to experience this ingredient, little chef.

When I come home late, I often find myself in a panic about dinner. It's already 8 and I haven't even thought about what to make! I've gotten pretty good at fixing something up in a jam, but I'm sick of jams  (not literally.

There are a lot of people in the world who don't like Chinese food. I am not one of them. I love it. At least, I love the American version of it that's available here. (Not ashamed).

At the market this weekend, I brought home a basketful of tomatillos, a first for me. Tomatillos are a very mysterious vegetable, with a loose fitting corn like husk around a green tomato-looking orb that is covered with a tacky sap.

At sushi restaurants, I love to end my meal with tamago. The sweet egg omelette on top of sushi rice leaves a nice finish in your mouth. Why not experience this pleasure at home? I turned to this post from Just Bento for a serious tutorial in the ways of making a Japanese omelette, tamagoyaki.

30,000 feet up, somewhere in the vicinity of Turkey, I was madly sopping up the last bits of my Turkish airlines' "eggplant salad" en route to Istanbul. Flight delirium, salt-tooth, who knows? I could not get enough of the eggplant magic.

There are some things that you should really only indulge in once in a while. Namely, things that are really good but are really bad for you. Sometimes you do not know just how bad these things are until you make them yourself at home.

I love Thai food. Really love it. And 10% of our users love it according to their taste profiles (don't have a taste profile yet? Take our profile quiz.). This post is for you, lovelies.

Our enormous veggie CSA delivery means that we often times are left with veggie odds and ends closing in on their time as acceptable foodstuffs. Pickling to the rescue! I am not talking about hipster canning, but of simple veggie pickling that allows you to extend the lives of veggies for a few weeks.

I don't know if all of you are signed up for our newsletter, but those of you who are may have seen last week's "An Ode to Greece" message. For those who didn't, here's an excerpt: Greece is causing a global economic crisis.

I'm sick. Coughing non-stop, runny and stuffed nose all at once, low grade fever kind of sick. What better place to be when you're sick than at home with mom and dad in sunny FL? None.

I had far too much fun on Cinco de Mayo. In fact, I am still suffering the consequences of the many margaritas and beers consumed on Saturday. See, we were fortunate enough to be invited to a "Guac-Off" by one of our fave couple friends.

Slowly but surely, I'm learning to make the Indian dishes that I grew up with. I'm not talking about chicken tikka masala or palak paneer, but the simpler fare: dahl, subzi (vegetables), roti.