Happy mother's day!

At my birthday brunch, I made quite a variety of things, a nice rich omelette filled with veggies and cheese, cottage cheese pancakes with a side of pure maple syrup, a light and fluffy fruit cake, pita and hummus, chocolate cupcakes with buttercream icing, homemade lemonade (which I didn't even get a glass of! I'll just get my bhabhi to make some more next time). But the best items my parents missed out on at that brunch, were cream biscuits and chocolate dipped strawberries.

 My parents had to attend a wedding that same morning, but not before my mother caught a glimpse of me dipping huge, juicy and oh so sweet red strawberries in melted milk and white chocolate fondue. She saw me hold each strawberry from its little leafy head and dip it slowly, twirling it around the chocolate to ensure an even coating on all sides. As I slowly placed each strawberry on a parchment lined tray, I noticed my mother's mouth water. There was a pause, and within that short moment, I knew the dilemma that was going in my mother's head : Shaadi peh jaoun yan ghar mein strawberries khaoun?


Wishes and more

So I finally got around to celebrating my birthday. It all started over a week ago, when at the turn of the clock my family entered my room wearing fun party hats, little gifts covered with ribbon, helium balloons and my favorite chocolate cupcake from my favorite cupcake store in town.

Now since my birthday falls right in the middle of finals, and considering my best friend lives in another city, I had to make sure everyone would be available for the celebration that was well over a week after the actual birthday. Invitations were sent, phone calls were made, and the word had been spread about, yet no confirmations were made. See I believe that a good party involves home cooked food and desserts, and great company. I had wanted to live by the theory of "the more the merrier", and the lack of confirmations was going to transform me into one spiteful hostess. I had almost given up all hope, until my 3 closest friends (and only friends) who had confirmed all said no matter who showed up, they were there for me and for my big celebration!

After spending an emotional morning figuring out the logistics of my event, I decided to make all the food I wanted to eat and feed without taking into consideration the number of people who would be present. So there I was friday night, opening up my brand new birthday gift, and prepping for my brunch menu. I began with the cake. The cake has it's own story, for I had no responses whatsoever to this post here. Luckily for me, my sister made her decision clearly heard when I listed her the options.


Bonne fête cocotte!

It was my oldest friend's birthday/housewarming party this week and I'd say I gave her the best present of all!

Now when you know someone since the age of 5, you sometimes get amazed when you start telling people just how much you know about your friend... from her chocolate filled snacks at recess to her fudge ice cream addictions at lunch, to growing up to be the biggest marzipan fanatic I know. Now tell you me how could I possibly deny her, her biggest desires?