There's just so much yummy stuff to eat in the house now! My friend Avanti from Pune recently brough back lots and lots of Shrewsburys! For those of you who havn't had them, get them! You're missing out on some really uniquely exquisite butter biscuits, made by an exclusive Pune backery only. I first had them when I was six-and-a-half years old, at a Chettiyar community wedding of all places. I longed for them for years, before I had them again when mum's friend brought them for us. We've never failed to ask Pune people to bring us Shrewsburys after that, though they only last a few days and the pain of loss after they're gone is terrible.



Then there's my grandmother's fantastic orange marmalade, nice and bitter like it should be; not like the sweet stuff you get in the market. I really should learn how to make it before I go to the States...
Then there's the plum jam, made by the women supported by an NGO in the Kumaon kills region and procured at an exhibition in Bangalore recently. My aunt first gave us a bottle last year, and we were dying for more, so we dashed off a letter to the makers, who wrote back after some months to say they were coming back to Bangalore. This time we've stocked up well.



Last, to go with the jams is French Camembert. I picked it up at the Nilgiri's on Brigade road recently.






Mum said to be careful when opening it. "French is it? Open it near an exhaust fan."



"It might jump out of the tin and walk out the door"



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