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If Yan can cook , so can you !

If Yan can cook , so can you ! This was one of my favourite programmes on TV when I was a kid. My brother and I would watch this show out of sheer amazement at how effortlessly he handles his knife. He's always been an inspiration to me and now as I click photos of the dishes I make , I am reminded of my Hero , Martin Yan and I say , If Shweta can cook , so can you ! I have always been a sidekick at the kitchen when I was younger. I am still one when my mother or mother-in-law are in charge. And I am more than glad to be chopping veggies like Yan. Ofcourse I do manage to cook these days , but the best part of cooking , for me , is the cutting/chopping part !

So here's this post in dedication to Mr.Martin Yan , the guy who makes cooking look so easy , even though you know those skills come by only through practice and hard work.

Here is a probably recent video of him in action.



My recent experiments on hubby dear.


Roti roll..
This is a badly lit photo of the colourful sabji filling that was rolled inside the rotis. The more the spice , the better the roll tastes.

My husband beautifully captures all the colours of the ingredients.


Adding colour are the carrots , chillies , green pepper and tomatoes.

And another day we had a traditional Radish Sambhar !
Carrot Sabji with desiccated coconut. I over-use it ever since we got it from the Indian store.



Today's brunch was Pasta with white sauce. I think the penne pasta would have been better than the twisted ones ! It was a bit of a flop show last night , but I managed to make it better with additional dose of a very creamy white sauce.

Here's the white sauce garnished with Oregano , Chilli flakes and parsley powder.


After yet another post on cooking and food , all I can say is Bon Appetit !
If I can cook , so can you ! Happy Cooking !

Comments

sunti said…
Beautifully cut veggies. i wish i could get someone to cut veggies like u.

Everything looks yummmyy.

ammaaa.

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