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It happens only in my kitchen..

I wanted to make palak paneer. Yes, you heard me right. I am not a great cook. I look into you tube or blogs for recipes and make it. In fact I learnt the basic rasam that way. I am still in my maternity leave na. So, I have lots of time at home, when baby sleeps.

Coming back to where I started palak paneer. When I googled I got sanjeev kapoors link. It was simple. Here is the recipe. The recipe was for 2 bunches’ of palak. But great me, took the proportion for one bunch. It resulted in too much of chilli taste. What did I do?? I looked at the second link. I introduced my own idea of adding potato to it. Oh, I forgot to say that I bought palak 2 days ago, it was half dry. And I forgot to buy paneer. So, I bought liter milk extra to make panner. But what will you get out of milk in water ( ya, my milk man doesn’t put water in milk but he puts milk in water. You understand what I mean na.) so, the quantity of paneer what I got was small. So, need potato to make it taste better.

So, after preparing the curry, I had to take another kadai. Start with oil, jeera again. Added onions this time. Fried the boiled potatoes in it and then added the first made dish to it. And my mom came into kitchen asked me,” you didn’t put kotamalli and karvepilai( coriander and curry leaves)”. So I added that also and made it a south Indian flavor.

Finally, the dish is ready. But in spite all efforts, the chilli taste dominates. But, my darling family is ready to eat my experiment.

Forgot to say, I am cooking a new dish every day. I am sure, all of you wondering why now. I realised that, my daughter is going to ask me, “don’t you know to cook this also?”. So, I am getting ready. What are you thinking now? What did I do all these days till I got my daughter? Ha ha ha.. Lucky me, had my MIL cooking for me and packing Dabba for me..



I welcome you here! My blog is primarily a blank paper with chronicles of my everyday thoughts and happenings around me spilling like colours. It has various hues, bright, cheerful at times dark episodes of my life. I like to speak a lot and tell stories, but rarely find patient listeners. So, here I am venting out, everything crossing my mind. it is also a record book of my little Barbie’s antics and growth. It is just not about the baby ,but also helps me to keep track of fights and special moments with husband, in-laws and friends. I am an Architect by profession working for an Govt. away from husband because of job location. I love writing, painting, reading and cooking (occasionally).I like roaming around and window shopping. But, now unable to move even an inch outside, because of my daughter. I am originally from Andhrapradesh and have lived in Tamilnadu for 25 years and now back in Andhra. So you will find mix of words from both the languages and me trying to settle down in this new place. Thanks for stopping by. I would love to hear from you. Please email me at

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