One of the main reasons why we started this blog was to have one place where we could have a list of all our recipes (food experiments :D). This makes it easier for us as well our families spread across the world to refer them anytime of the day, irrespective of the time zones. So now that I’ve a few minutes off at work, I decided to finally get on with it.
The following recipe was my answer to solve the fish cravings that I have every other day. After getting home from work one day at around 9pm, there was no way I was going to use my regular Indian recipe to prep the fish. So I picked up the fillets that I got and decided to go for a new recipe. This was a complete hack that turned out great.
Disclaimer: This recipe isn’t going to win any food competition for sure. But its great when you are pressed for time and want to avoid reheated or microwave meals. And this is a good recipe for beginners since its foolproof.
- Around 8-10 medium sized white fish fillets (I’ve tried this recipe w/ tilapia. Sea-bass, sole would also work)
- 3-4 cloves of garlic
- Half a green chilli
- 3 tbsp lemon juice
- 1/8th stick of butter
- 3-4 tbsp of olive oil
- 1/2 cup of white wine (I used a Riesling)
- Salt, as per taste/preference
Sometimes when I hear the word ‘home’ I wonder where home is.. As kids it was the childhood home. At the end of my tenth grade, I had a 3 month vacation. That time was special. I spent a sizable amount of my vacation at my native place. A not-so-quaint village in India. The vacation held one of my most cherished experiences. The first time I handled fish, the first time I went places on my own, the first time I took decisions for myself..
As time went by, instead of opening up to people/experiences, I became more shy. My self-consciousness morphed into a huge screen that I wouldn’t let myself pass by. I let others make decisions for me. Something that I mistook as goals made me cross the (metaphorical) seven seas. After getting by, with a taking each day as it comes mentality, I reached a point of not knowing what I wanted from/for myself. But someone came along. Someone who changed everything. Made me realize that I need a direction. Someone who lit the proverbial fire in my belly, put that sparkle in my eyes. In the whole process I found myself. Today I have something to look forward to each day. I’ve hobbies that I never had or atleast never knew about before. I’ve discovered things about myself. I’ve worked hard at developing skills. I’ve done something that I thought I’d never do — I’ve pushed myself into becoming a better person. I’ve found a home.. A home that has helped me find and develop my identity. A home that has become my identity.
As you must’ve noticed, we aren’t sticklers here.. Our posts seem to be far and few in between these days. But believe me it isn’t for the lack of enthusiasm. The website still needs a work (read: a LOT of work). But given the lack of my design skills and very little free time, we ended up with an ignored blog. Besides office stuff that hogs most of our time, what are we up to?
More of this: 🙂
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This past weekend was one of the we-planned-this-but-we-did-something-else weekends. The only single thing that we did according to plan was our much awaited trip to the Monterey Bay Aquarium. Since no words can ever do justice to the sights of/at the aquarium, I’m just going to upload some pictures.
Over the last few weeks, I have this weird buzzing in my head.. It’s my brain telling me that I need to start working on stuff that I never knew I was interested in before. But a fulltime job and a longish commute plus dinner plans (not counting my laziness), make it a tiny bit difficult to find time for the stuff that I want to get to. But as the will-way saying goes, I’m going to find time to do all this..
My earliest memories of sewing are watching my mom work with the mechanical Singer Machine. Later she graduated to an automatic Singer machine. And I thought it was awesome ‘coz it had dials & switches and it looked simple enough for me to try my hand at sewing. But my efforts toward sewing never progressed beyond helping my mom with inserting the thread into the needle. And over the years I forgot about those fleeting ambitions of handling a machine.
My new Brother CS6000
The memories came back when I looked at my Ikea curtains the other day and realised how transparent they are. I thought to myself ‘Why don’t I do something about them instead of paying for the expensive thick curtains?’ And somehow this idea stuck and getting a sewing machine became an obsession. I held off the purchase till my M-I-L’s visit so that I would have someone to teach me how to use the darn thing. But one thing led to the other and I found myself looking at the Brother CS6000 in our car trunk one fine day when Z came to pick me from work. Turns out I mentioned my plans of buying the machine to my sister-in-law who combed Amazon and ordered the same machine that I had my eye on. After opening the box and looking at it, the machine stood there on my dining table for a week before I touched the poor thing again. This time I was armed with my meager Youtube video tutorial knowledge, faint memories of how mom used the machine and Z’s moral support. I found a rough cloth, put all the parts together, wound the bobbin thread and did the other things that I haven’t caught on the correct terms for and tried a basic running stitch.. I was on cloud 9!! I’d done it.. I’d succeeded in getting through my first foray into sewing. I’m just itching to go to Joann and picking up some fabric so that I can start working on fixing those curtains. ‘Coz there’s a huge list of stuff that I want to do viz, make cushion covers, make a seat cushion.
We’ve moved to this new home!! From the comfortable cushy wordpress.com hosted blog to a self hosted blog.. I can’t help it but compare the situation to finally buying your own house and moving from the beloved rental. The rental that came with the maintenance guy as part of your lease.. everytime something broke, you called “the guy”. Now in this house, you are “the guy”. You fix the leaking faucet, the clogged drain, mow the lawn. But at the end of all that you stand there, albeit covered in grime & sweat, and look proudly at the final product, proud at the fact that you are the one responsible for all of this. And let me tell you this is the same feeling Z & I have right now. We designed, developed this baby. Over the next few days, things will break. You’ll see ridiculous things (a designer I am NOT!) or won’t see anything on the blog (a certainty in life – code that breaks). But fret not, ‘coz things will be back up and running pretty soon.
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