We are what we eat. We eat. We shit. Our produce grow from shit-fertilized soil. We become shit. Festive as that may be, enter the the "Eatateria," to discover an ever-increasing assortment of recipes for lovely meals, which we will soon shit out.
I eat, and I shit; therefore, "I am."
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Navatri = Nine Nights of Noms
A tasty holiday, celebrating Shakti Devi, or Goddess Power.
Each night, a special sundal snack is made as offering, and then enjoyed.
For our first night, I prepared peanut sundal, and rather than use boiled peanuts,
I used roasted, as I prefer my peanuts to have a nice crunch and toasty flavor.
Sadly, there was no photo snapped of the ultra-special sundal I made one of the nine nights, which was a combination of green whole moong, jackfruit seeds and flavored with amchur.