Pickled Summer Love

Growing up, I remember seeing huge porcelain jars like these, in which my grandmother and then my mother would make raw mango and lemon pickles for the entire year. In India, you know summer is here when the market is full of raw mangoes of different varieties. As the sun shine with in its full…

More Memories to Savour

As the seasons change, memories fleet past as flashes. On let another stroll on the beach, another stall full off goodies was waiting to greet us. The stall has boiled chestnuts (I prefer them raw),  star fruits, ber, tamarind, raw mangoes and heaps of fresh Aniseed. How I miss my blissfully ignorant school days!