Novel & Cerita Chowder X Panini

I swiped the knife over the crusty sourdough. “Why not the inside?” Zoey asked. My lips curled into a smile as I heard her question. She was really doing what I wanted, making it seem like I was actually talking to someone. “Because physics, my dear. The butter needs direct heat to work its magic.” I winked and slid the slices onto the cutting board, butter-side down. “Now, cheese first, always cheese first, so it glues everything together.” “Then the turkey,” I continued, layering the meat in neat folds. I was trying to make a dish I'd seen on my phone. Turkey and cheese Panini.

I was going to say you could start by charming her with pizza, but not like that,” Granny says. She sniffs the air. “You got anything normal in that stack?” “There’s a pepperoni with mushroom and spinach, a cheese with extra pineapple, a meat lovers with extra bacon, extra cheese, and extra meat, a buffalo chicken with broccoli, mushrooms, and alfredo sauce, and one taco with extra sour cream and lettuce,” Binksky rattles off. He’s basically a human hard drive. I’d say encyclopedia, but I’m not sure people know what those are anymore.

she asked, checking the menu out. “Paneer tikka masala (cottage cheese curry with spices and veggies) and roti (Indian flatbread made out of whole wheat flour),” said Andy, happy that Anya wasn’t stuck up on materialism. Looking at her reading through the menu he continued, “This place is vegetarian. You won’t find much variety on the menu”. “For me, a Dosa (a pancake made from rice flour and ground pulses, typically served with a spiced vegetable filling) would be good,” said Anya and they placed their orders at the self-service counter.

He tossed the huge slab of cottage cheese and cut it into small cubes (paneer) with a long knife mid air. The spectators looked at the genius chef in awe as he worked like a whirlwind, oblivious to the outside world. Soon a huge crowd gathered outside his station. No one moved. No one talked. No one blinked. They just watched, glue to their spot in utmost silence. Enzo blew at the fire causing it rise beyond his height and skillfully, tossed the paneer cubes into the direct flame. He neatly caught the tossed pile on skewers and with utmost concentration barbequed the pieces with one hand while making a green coriander chutney with another.

The Shrimp Biryani is a rice mixed with shrimps. “Creamy Chicken Curry, Paneer, Bharta, and Mango Lassi”-Andrew. What to expect from Andrew? He had no satiety, earlier in the van he eaten more than those 2—Donald and Rave. And yet he still ordered many. By the way, the Paneer loos like a tofu. Or maybe it really is tofu! I don't know?

"And test this out on Pannera." ***

He pointed to the ingredients on the cutting board next to the stove. "Well, I got some taters to grate into hash browns, some bacon, extra sausage, scrapple, and I'll probably make some southwestern-style omelets so I can use the peppers in there before they go bad. Muffins or pancakes of the chocolate chip variety, do you think?" "Pancakes, o'course. No chunny?!" Tony said with regret. "Ok, call it CHUTNEY, and run to the store for the ingredients, and I'll make it. Pick whatever recipe you want.

He leaned with me, scrutinizing the recipe when he shook his head and said," why don't you make chicken enchiladas with chilly paneer gravy and naan?" I nodded at his choice of food, accepting mentally that he indeed has a good taste. "How about garlic naan?" I asked. He kept his finger on his chin and squeezed his eyes as if thinking hard and then broke a smile on his face and said," that's perfect." I returned him a smile and started preparing, first I had to make a dough and let it rest for it to rise and double in size and then I will start preparing for enchiladas and the paneer cause paneer is easy and takes very less time in cooking.

(Dosa is kind of pancake/crepe made of ground and fermented batter of rice and Urad gram. Coconut Chutney is gravy type - side dish made by grinding the mixture of freshly shredded coconut, green chilli, garlic, salt, and fried gram and tempered by mustard, urad gram and red chilli) [Mouth watering right! I know!] While making my last dosa, I got text messages from Vidhu stating that they both don't have classes for 2 days. So I have to go and pick them up tomorrow morning at 9 AM for shopping. I replied them okay and finished my dinner.