Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Haryanvi cuisine

  Baked milk
 

I like baked pink milk and alooni ghee(butter made up with baked milk in Haryana)
Baked milk is a variety of boiled milk that has been particularly popular in Haryana .  It is made by simmering milk on low heat for eight hours or longer.

In rural areas, baked milk has been produced by leaving a terracotta pan of boiled milk in a cow-dung-cake locally called hara (oven) for a day or for a night until it is coated with a brown crust. Prolonged exposure to heat causes reactions between the milk's amino acids and sugars, resulting in the formation of melanoidin compounds that give it a creamy color and caramel flavor. A great deal of moisture evaporates, resulting in a change of consistency. The stove in a traditionalHaryanvi hara (made with mud,cow-dung-cake, and husk)    "varying cooking temperatures based on the placement of the food inside the hara".

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Sunday, May 21, 2017

crochet flowers

i crocheted these flowers for making yoke of my daughter's shirt.

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Saturday, May 13, 2017

Remembering mom on mother's day

“The woman who creates and sustains a home and under whose hands children grow up to be strong and pure men and women is a creator second only to God.” — Helen_Hunt_Jackson.

It’s been three years since she died of heart failure. She was 78 years old and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to her, but I suspect that when it comes to our mothers we are never ready to give them up. There are many things I miss about mom, but what I miss the most is sharing my children with her.

Mom at 76  years of age
Some of my best memories of her are of watching her become a grandmother. She absolutely loved my children beyond measure. She spoiled them with trips to her father’s garden   and she loved to take them to our farms. Still my children are very fond of visiting farms whenever they found any opportunity.
My mother was very fond of working in farms. She often used to remember to her trip to her father’s farm on a horse when she was only 11. On that day she was going to fields to give food to the laborers working on their farm. When she was riding on the back of the horse he became a tyranny and rushed fast dropping my mother on the ground. She became unconscious but luckily there was not any injury to her body. After that day my mother hated to ride on horse’s back.

My mom lost her own mom at the age of 11 she always remembers her mom and told us about her life.Some of my best memories of her are of watching her become a grandmother. She absolutely loved my children beyond measure. She spoiled them with trips to her father’s garden and she loved to take them to our farms. Still, my children are very fond of visiting farms whenever they found any opportunity.
My mother was very fond of working in farms. She often used to remember to her trip to her father’s farm on a horse when she was only 11. On that day she was going to fields to give food to the laborers working on their farm. When she was riding on the back of the horse he became the tyranny and rushed fast dropping my mother on the ground. She became unconscious but luckily there was not any injury to her body. After that day my mother hated to ride on horse’s back.

My mom lost her own mom at the age of 11 she always remembers her mom and told us about her lifestyle and habits that were excellent there are a thousand things about my mom to remember. I love my mom and feel sorry for her when sometimes I used to tell her harsh words. Mom, please pardon me for my words that may heart you. 
Although my mom passed away 4 years ago I still think about her almost every day. 
I loved my mom and appreciate her complete commitment to mothering. The things we shared in common were teaching our children to be inquisitive learners, to be resilient and to love our children unconditionally. Thanks, Mom, for everything!
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mom at 22 years of agre

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

my sweet home

In the soft light of the setting sun ...
The living room has covered its winter furs and hosts cozy cushions in season ...

The Champa is in bloom, days are getting longer... happiness...

Some small potted plants are planted in painted terra-cota vases I love their small size appreciate their small size
And this vintage crockery that I have been collecting since I renovated this house   nearly 17 years ago, I will have to stay a few more years because there is a need to purchase another house in New Delhi

Yes, of course, all the rest of the house is decorated (even the small corner!) ...

The exterior is all illuminated, it is a daily ritual in the evening every day  but I have not yet immortalized everything ...
See you soon...


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