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Di’s to-die-for Pancakes

3 Feb

Today is going to be a good day, because good days begin with good mornings and good mornings begin with good breakfast.

As I dragged my groggy self to the kitchen this morning to drink my lonely coffee, I was surprised to see a bustle of activity. From the smell of eggs and the whirring of the electric beater, I suspected pancakes, and to my utmost *delight* I was right.

My flatmate Diana was making her silken, yet paper-thin delights on the pan and the whole place smelled of a satisfied soul and a happy stomach.

I had to get you guys the recipe of course, so here it is. But its important that you follow the tiny little details, because that can mean either ending up with Silk or with Rubber. So.

What you need: (serves 4)

3 eggs

1 lt *warm* milk (to avoid lumps)

1 cup flour

sugar (to your taste. Note, however, that the more sugar you add, the more it’ll caramelize and burn the pancake. Best not to put too much)

1/2 tsp baking powder

1/2 cup sunflower oil

1/2 tsp salt

butter for the pan

What to do:

Whisk eggs until you get a nice foamy layer on top. Add sugar, salt and whisk till consistent. Then add the vegetable oil, baking powder. Whisk, whisk. Then the milk and whisk. Whisk away till you get a nice smooth consistency.

On a medium flame, heat a non-stick pan. Once the pan is hot, add 1/2 tsp butter (for every pancake) before you pour the batter. Once the pancake is cooked on the other side, the batter will start releasing itself from the pan, so you’ll know when its time to flip it over (usually a minute or so)

Flip over and heat up for about 30 seconds, not too much.


The best part is that they come out paper thin. More like crepes. So stack em up and enjoy them with jam/honey/butter or whatever else you want.

butter makes it better

Here’s wishing you a Good morning, and merry sunshine.




Chew, Chow and Chomp at Spittalfields Market

9 Nov

My friends Shuli, Anjuli and I made a trip to Spittalfields Market and then Oxford Street yesterday. Here are some of the culinary page breakers:

We began with breakfast at Coventry station: scone, clotted cream, strawberry jam and tea. How cool is that? And for just 1.99!

scone with clotted cream and strawberry jam

A note on clotted cream: For those who haven’t tried it before (the word ‘clotted’ might be off putting too), let me vouch that it is quite wonderful. To start with, its tasteless. Second, its a nice cross between cream and butter and lastly, it gets all silky and yummy with strawberry jam on top of a warm scone. Yum.

Anjuli treats herself to a generous bite of scone

Cut to Spittalfield. Irritated with the exorbitant prices of the market, we checked into this tiny little restaurant there called ‘The Crepe Affair’. Yes, I have had crepes before, but never one with Ham, Cheese, Tomato, Olive Oil and Oregano! To drink, I had a Pure Mango Smoothie.

Shuli ordered a Ham and Cheese with Extra Veg (mushrooms) and Anjuli got a Londoner (eggs, bacon and cheese)

the cool buzzer thingie

The Buzzer Thingie: They had this really cool buzzer thingie there that I think people in India should adopt soon because its so convenient and cool. So here’s how it works: you give an order and they give you a buzzer. When you order is ready, it bursts into buzzes with cool red and green flashlights, at which point you go to the counter, collect your order and return the buzzer. How cool is that?

my pizza crepe (special) with salad

cup cakes at the crepe place

There were a lot of other food attractions at the market, though unfortunately we found them only after we’d had lunch.

ooooh butternut

all kinds of olives

doh nuts

Exhausted from all the shopping (yes, we did manage to do some, finally) we made our way to Oxford Street, where we shopped some more. By then, we were more than deserving of a delicious yummy creamy awesome treat, and so we went into Starbucks to have their special Christmas Coffee – Toffee Nut and Gingerbread Latte (can’t wait to try the Peppermint Mocha). And though I hate being all Big-Chain-Restaurant type, I have to admit that it was good. And it was comforting.

After that, I refused to acknowledge my friends because they had dinner at McDonald’s, and I won’t elaborate on that because that is crossing the line.

Nutella Strawberry + Mango Chocolate crepe

23 May

Sometime in late 2008, as I sat at the Crepe Station porch at Carter Road, Bandra in Mumbai, I did not know that I was going to have one of my biggest foodie-revelations , or that I was ever capable of orgasming over food.

I was at Crepe Station for crepes, and without the slightest knowledge of what a crepe was. I knew it was made of egg and sugar and milk. I knew it was round and thin like a dosa and I knew it could be stuffed like one, and that it could be really really sweet.

They’re season’s special theme was strawberry – strawberry milk shake, strawberries with cream, strawberry juice etc etc

And then there was the Nutella-Strawberry crepe. Nutella as you know is that expensive hazelnut chocolate paste that parades as being a nutritious bread-spread, when it fact, its just a divine but fattening hazelnut chocolate paste which you just cant resist dipping your finger into. Anyway.

I decided to order the Nutella-strawberry crepe. I waited with bated breath and shaking legs for 20 mins. And finally, it arrived. I think I completely blanked out for the next 15 mins that I ate the Nutella-strawberry crepe. I was on other planet, or a higher stage of consciousness. The two boys who came with me, swore never to come with me again. I believe I was making funny sounds and faces that were too embarrassing for them to take.

The other really great crepe that I had there was the Mango-chocolate crepe. This time, unadulterated chocolate, with thin slices of Alphonso mango….mmmmmm….. there it is in the picture below. They usually serve it with an extra dollop of ┬ávanilla ice cream, but I prefer to have it without.┬áMaybe sometimes just plain cream is good!

The best crepe I’ve ever had, however, was outside Kyobashi station in Osaka, Japan. It was the softest, lightest crepe ever, stuffed with berries of all kinds and a some soft vanilla cream. Just melted in the mouth!