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Coconut Cookies

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Inherited this from my mother; filing it for posterity now.

Ingredients:

  • Butter (2 tblsps ~ 50 g)
  • Powdered sugar (4 tblsps)
  • Refined flour/maida (2 tblsps)
  • Wheat flour (2 tblsps)
  • Desiccated coconut (2 tblsps)
  • Baking powder (2 pinches)
  • Milk (1 tblsp)
  • Rose essence
  • Cardamom powder
  • Salt (a pinch, only in case you are using unsalted butter)

Procedure:

  • Cream butter and sugar together till smooth and fluffy.
  • Sift together both the flours along with baking powder and salt.
  • Add the flour mixture, coconut, and cardamom powder to the butter and keep mixing till it forms a soft dough.
  • Add rose essence to the milk and mix it in the dough.
  • Refrigerate the dough for at least half an hour (even overnight is fine)
  • Divide equally into 12 parts, flatten each portion and make ridges with a fork (for even baking)
  • Bake for about 15 mins at 180 degree C (not too sure, because my oven doesn’t have temperature control!)
  • Don’t remove immediately from the oven; let them become fully crisp.
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Written by Miss Shola

April 28, 2010 at 5:30 pm

Posted in Chow

From The Gita, for The Geeta

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At the Sadhu Vaswani Mission in Pune.

Written by Miss Shola

April 27, 2010 at 11:48 am

Posted in Quotes, Shots

Another Dorothy Parker

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Bohemia

Authors and actors and artists and such
Never know nothing, and never know much.
Sculptors and singers and those of their kidney
Tell their affairs from Seattle to Sydney.
Playwrights and poets and such horses’ necks
Start off from anywhere, end up at sex.
Diarists, critics, and similar roe
Never say nothing, and never say no.
People Who Do Things exceed my endurance;
God, for a man that solicits insurance!

Written by Miss Shola

April 26, 2010 at 3:12 pm

Posted in Poetry

Happy Story

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Happy Story yawned. It had been weeks since anyone had seen him. Sim_1980 was the last one to have left a comment “Nice one!” for him about a month back. It had brought his count to four, but not enough to compete with other blog posts written around the same time as him. They were all much ahead in the race. Just yesterday, Jealous Story had boasted of his 25th comment and Vain Story was quick to add that he was still leading with 32 comments that month. Happy Story took solace in the fact that at least he belonged to a popular blog which got over 50 visitors a day. The author was regular with her updates, took interest in promoting her blog, and more importantly was good with her writing, which kept making people come back to her page.

Happy Story had no complaints from her. She had done a good job with him; it was just unfortunate that he was a happy story. Other posts about loneliness, depression, death and poverty enjoyed more attention because readers related with them more. The world itself was a Sad Story these days and she expressed this with ease by way of a story, a poem, or just a rant about her worldly experiences. People empathized with these and put in their own two thoughts in the comments page. No one had much to say about Happy Story, who was about the little things in life that bring pleasure, the joy of loving another, the beauty and tranquility of nature.

Happy Story realized this and was contently hibernating, much to the chagrin of other posts that were caught in the rat-race of comments. He hoped that someday his feel-goodness would permeate through the blog and he would have more friends like himself, who didn’t worry about the count but enjoyed their very existence.

Then one fine morning sunshine appeared in the form of reader Salman_R who left the longest comment (in the two year history of the blog) on Happy Story. He complemented Happy Story on his simplicity and earnestness and waxed eloquent about the writing prowess of the author. He especially stressed on the fact that Happy Story was a welcome change in the dreariness that seem to have settled on the world, that the blog manifested.

After his comment, there was a flood of appreciative comments from readers the world over. Some said that Happy Story brought a smile to their face. Some said he re-instated the feeling of hope that had long lost them. Within three days Happy Story received 108 comments! He became the undisputed king of posts on the blog. On the third day, the author who had been so far thanking all her readers for their kind words wrote that she had been offered an opportunity to write a book for a well-known publisher, and she had chosen Happy Story to be the lead story of her book. There was another flood of congratulatory comments on the blog for the next week or so. Due to the large number of visitors, other posts also received due recognition and basked in the glory of the praise they received. They all congratulated Happy Story and thanked him for showing them the way out of their meaningless existence.

Happy Story was finally happy.

Written by Miss Shola

April 25, 2010 at 5:32 pm

Posted in Shorts

Dora Maar au Chat

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 ~ Picasso’s 1941 painting depicting Dora Maar seated on a chair with a small cat perched on her shoulders (‘Dora Maar au Chat’ translates to Dora Maar with Cat). Dora Maar (1907 – 1997) was a French photographer, poet, and painter, best known for being a lover and muse of Pablo Picasso. This painting was auctioned at Sotheby’s at a closing price of US$ 95,216,000, making it the world’s second most expensive painting ever sold at an auction.

Written by Miss Shola

April 21, 2010 at 10:27 am

Posted in Art

Mushroom & Fried Onion Sandwiches

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What to use: Mushrooms (250g), Onions (2 large), Amul cheese cubes (4-5, depending on how cheesy you want them), Bread (1 standard loaf as per your choice), Pepper to taste.

How to make: Wash mushrooms thorougly (using 1 tsp of cornflour for cleaner results). Boil them for 10 mins till soft. Cut up into small pieces and set aside. Cut up onions into long thin strips (juliennes) and fry them in 3-4 tblsps of oil till crisp. Grate cheese. Now just a matter or arranging it on buttered slice of bread in the order: mushrooms, onions, dash of pepper and cheese. Toast. Serve with tomato and mustard sauce.

Written by Miss Shola

April 20, 2010 at 3:34 pm

Posted in Chow

Inscription for the Ceiling of a Bedroom

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Daily dawns another day;
I must up, to make my way.
Though I dress and drink and eat,
Move my fingers and my feet,
Learn a little, here and there,
Weep and laugh and sweat and swear,
Hear a song, or watch a stage,
Leave some words upon a page,
Claim a foe, or hail a friend-
Bed awaits me at the end.

Though I go in pride and strength,
I’ll come back to bed at length.
Though I walk in blinded woe,
Back to bed I’m bound to go.
High my heart, or bowed my head,
All my days but lead to bed.
Up, and out, and on; and then
Ever back to bed again,
Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall-
I’m a fool to rise at all!

~ Dorothy Parker (1893 –1967) was an American writer and poet. A fixture of 1920s literary society, she was known for her acerbic wit and low opinion of romantic relationships. Some of her noteworthy quotes include:

If you want to know what God thinks of money, just look at the people he gave it to.

That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.

Brevity is the soul of lingerie.

Written by Miss Shola

April 13, 2010 at 2:55 pm

Posted in Poetry, Quotes