Showing posts from July 24, 2016

Burmese Chicken-Coconut Soup (Ohn No Kyawswe)

I was invited for lunch at Pali ,, a friend I was meeting for the first time after being connected to him on Flickr for several years ,, he is Pune based and was at his sisters place , The lunch was Burmese fare as my hosts sister in law is from Burma and has taught the cook of this house all Burmes dishes .. The soup filled me up but my host insisted I have another bowl served meticulously by their cook Najma ,, She added the right ingredients , the right amount of Coconut gravy,.. it was delicious to say the least . We chatted a lot and after after spending two hours I returned home via the Bandra Bazar. Recipe from net 1/2 onion, chopped 1 (1 inch) piece fresh ginger root, peeled and chopped 2 cloves garlic, chopped 1/4 cup water 1 (16 ounce) package rice noodles 1 quart lukewarm water, or as needed to cover 1 pound boneless, skinless chicken thighs, cut into 1/2 inch cubes salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste 3 cups chicken broth, divided 2 tablespoons chickpea flour 2 t…

The Facebook Like Button

I have never used the Like button on Facebook as it is habit forming and and an insult to my fragmented intelligence ..
I don't won't ever re act to people's post .
But yes in all humility I thank those who read my posts and like my images ..
I may not use the like button but those few who are on my feed I comment on their posts with Nice or Cool.. I don't tag people unless I shot the person or his family . I don't poke men and I don't poke women . I add people after seeing their profile I don't add Pakistanis simply because even if they were Shia s they would be shocked at my Hindu affiliation so why shock them and so I delete all requests . I do have some Pakistani friends on my timeline and luckily they take my spiritual adventures without finding fault .. Both my granddaughter s have Facebook and Twitter and Flickr accounts but I locked up the Facebook ones for good . I find it strange what kick people get in tagging me ..I certainly won't add your po…

Painted Walls of Bandra Nagrana Lane

Thanks to the various wall artists some very famous celebrity in their own rights some faceless and some nameless have etched their inner angst emotions on the eponymous soul of Bandra . And you need not be an artist to understand the introspective metaphor of their it Anarkali Dada Phalke Rajesh Khanna Dev Anand all bought to life by a great connoisseur of Wall Art Ranjit Dahiya and I am not tagging him as this wall is not done by him ...but inspired by him ..he has inspired college kids to paint the walls at Bandra Hill Road .. The walls that were once silent mute now talk voraciously and colloquially too ..Art is like Beauty in the eyes of the Beholder . I am not an artist I paint with light I paint the silhouette of sordid silence but I have walked from Dadar till Mahim Mori road shooting the walls ..that are now a backdrop for the new migrants ..and what a contrast ..a painting incongruously holding the poor in its magical grasp . I made my grandchildren both work with …