The summer I turned 18 years old, I left Dubai for the US to attend college in Texas. I could not ...
No Labor {Day} Pastry Pizza
I remember being mildly overwhelmed this time last year. I was teaching myself how to design this ...
Bolognese For My Brother
Yes, when I was 4 years old, he told me that our fridge would suck me in if I stood in front of it ...
Shrimp-Stuffed Squash Blossoms: Edible Fireworks
Most of my summers growing up were spent visiting my cousins in America. My family and I would ...
Steak: A Forbidden Morsel
I am 5 years old. I wake up in bed. It is almost midnight and I hear the TV in the next room. It ...
Lentils: Home In A Bowl
My mother wears two golden bangles on her right wrist. The sound of these bangles delicately ...
The Deviled Egg Wears Masala
I stole the first deviled egg I ever ate. It was at a dinner party. I arrived too early and with a ...
Shepherd’s Pie: It’s not Indian?!
I vividly remember the moment my fork sliced through layers of pillowy potatoes and savory minced ...
Spiced Latkes: From 0 to 60
A couple of weeks ago the lovely folks from Beyond Bubbie asked me if I would make latkes with my ...
Turmeric Milk: Not Just A Pretty Spice
Turmeric. I love everything about this spice: its brilliant yellow orange color, its deliciously ...