As I start to wind down the last week of work before I go on my yearly visit to India I feel a curry recipe is called for, so I am sharing with you two recipes. I adapted the first recipe earlier this year and had planned on sharing with you all then but somehow spaced it out. So here is Mak’s (my beloved’s) favourite curry recipe. He used to eat this at a restaurant called Prem’s in Pune India, in those days he was vegetarian and not yet vegan. The original recipe has paneer and lots of cream however he was equally happy with this vegan version of it.
In 2013 I was asked to cater for the wedding of Sarah and Jo. All the weddings that I have catered are memorable and I feel grateful for the opportunity to have been part of their special day. Sarah and Jo’s wedding I remember so well as I was amazed at how relaxed and surrendered they were about the catering.
Salad is usually on my own personal menu for lunches but with a recent cold snap I decided to make a hearty soup to warm up last week. Wanting to create a new soup recipe in the fashion of a Tuscan soup with beans and pasta I found myself flicking through the Wicked Healthy cookbook and stumbled upon their fagioli recipe.
How did everyone go yesterday? Hope you all had a wonderful day no matter how you chose to spend it. What did you cook? Would love to hear from you and please do share any photos to the facebook page or to instagram and tag me #veetsvegancookingschool. Today is my favourite day of all the festive days. Boxing day was traditionally a more relaxed day for our family. A day we would sit in the pool or spa or sit dripping wet in front of the TV watching the Boxing Day Cricket Match. My friend Penny would often pop over and we would play cricket cards and of course have loads of laughs. Mum would bring out the salads again and we would feast on the trifle and choose chocolates from boxes.
For me this has always been a difficult time of year being forced to attend events where people chow down on big bits of animal parts. Even at a so called vegetarian gathering some years ago I was gob smacked when I saw a dead chicken on the table. So I have taken the cowards way out and stay home with my beloved on Christmas day. If friends do want to catch up I offer them to come to ours and tell them not to bring anything, that way we can feast on plant based yumminess.
Who remembers the first time they ate spaghetti bolognaise? I do! My family and I were living in the tiny town of Katherine in the Northern Territory, the population then was a bit over three thousand and it was 1977. My mum had come home with a bag (paper bag in those days) full of groceries and she pulled out a hand written recipe given to her by her boss. My brother and I asked as we always did ‘what’s for dinner mum?’ and she replied spaghetti bolognaise. This was new to us the only spaghetti we had eaten before came out of a tin and was covered in a sweet red sauce which neither of us liked.
Something that comes easily in the kitchen for me is catering for everyone's individual dietary requirements. Through this very simple recipe I show you how.
My partner wanted spaghetti for dinner with a good cream sauce, he is gluten free.
I am presently trying to regulate my blood sugar levels so didn't want carbohydrates for dinner nor did I want a cream sauce.
I also wanted kale he didn't, he wanted mushrooms.
So I made a basic tomato sauce for us both.
Calling all people in Perth. I will be in my former home town in less than two weeks. Can't wait to smell the bush over there, have my hair blown back in the spring breeze and be in awe of the incredible bush and its flowers again. I am going over to take my mum on a personal retreat in celebration of her turning seventy this year and am so excited. In addition I will be running two cooking classes in the northern suburbs of Perth. One is completely full and the other still has four places left.
The other week catering on a yoga teacher training, two plumbers rocked up to the kitchen I was cooking in and put in a dishwasher. As one of them was installing the dishwasher the other was fascinated in the food I was cooking and was quizzing me on the spices I was putting together. I was making a Vietnamese style curry from scratch and he asked me if I was using brown rice. He was happy that I was and proceeded to tell me about his mate who was a vet.
Last week I couldn’t resist picking up and purchasing the woman’s weekly vegetarian cookbook. The first vegetarian cook book I ever bought at sixteen was the woman’s weekly one. Much has changed since I was sixteen, nice big glossy photos, lots of internationally inspired herbs and spices, and a brilliant array of grains and pulses being used.