Working together & Eggless Gluten-free Ragi Almond Cookies

Ovenderful Mom Bakers Community was invited by the Mount Carmel College to set up a stall on the premises, since they were inviting various social enterprises/communities and NGOs too. I wanted to use this an opportunity to encourage the generous bakers who always pitch in for social impact work, to share their baked goods with…

Moments & Wholewheat Chocolate Cake(Eggless)

That time between the end of night and the break of day. That time between the whispering of leaves and the morning song of birds. That time between the hushed conversations of those out for their night time walks and the silence of the determined ‘early morning’ walkers. That time between being a Consultant peering…

Imperfect parents & Wholewheat Jowar Spinach Crackers

Parenting a little child is never easy, not even for those who share how beautifully well some things are working for them. At least not all the time. And that stands true irrespective of the age of the child and that of the parent. Irrespective of the gender of the child and that of the…

Empathy & Gluten-free Buckwheat Coconut Pista Cookies

When you think of empathy, what do you think it might be- A brilliant gesture that changes the world? A flash of lightening that pushes away the negative thoughts? No. Not really. Nothing as dramatic as that. It is so subtle that you do not even notice it at times. So quiet that you cannot…

Giving it one last shot & Gluten-Free Jowar Coconut Almond Cookies

Sometimes all it takes is perseverance. Nothing else works. As a mother, I persevere each day to find pockets of calmness that I can then share with those around me. As a working woman who needs to work from home, I persevere to keep looking for those who realize that one’s life phase of motherhood…

Of Sons and Daughters, and Gluten-free Seed Cookies

Some weeks ago we were standing outside a shop in a market at Chandigarh. A lady (who I suppose believes in the power of small talk) came over with her grand daughter and asked me if the baby in my lap was my son or daughter. I replied that it was my daughter. Her response…

Places that bring tears & Baked Vegan Cutlet

Sometimes there are places that bring tears to your eyes when they are being spoken about – tears of joy, of memories, of belonging, of streets known, of hidden bylanes unknown. Do you have such a place that means that to you? For me it is the place where there once sat a vendor selling…