Gulab Jamun | Lengcha | How to Make Gulab Jamun


Milk Donut, Lencha, Pantua, Gulab Jamun, Indian Dessert, Diwali Dessert

These are my dad’s hands. The hands that raised me.., taught me how to write and I haven’t stopped writing since then. My dad! My hero. I have yet to meet another sharp, suave and intellectually inclined man. There is a not a single moment of boredom with him. We can spend hours walking and talking about everything – From books to Health to Travel to History. He has the biggest influence on me. Want to dedicate this post to him. Happy Father’s Day, and every day.

I shot these pictures when he was visiting me last Dec. Made Gulab Jamun and served that with some chilled honey yogurt.Milk Donut, Lengcha, Pantua, Gulab Jamun, Indian Dessert, Diwali DessertMilk Donut, Lengcha, Pantua, Gulab Jamun, Indian Dessert, Diwali DessertMilk Donut, Lengcha, Pantua, Gulab Jamun, Indian Dessert, Diwali DessertYou can call them Gulab Jamun, or Lengcha or Pantua or, you can safely call them mini donut holes soaked in a fragrant sugar syrup. These dreamy balls of deliciousness are my utmost weakness. I can close my eyes and imagine…

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Author: MyYellowApron

I’m scrappy, weird and goofy. I’m a snob when it comes to a LOT of things.., Mainly – coffee, wine and chocolates. I laugh loud and yell louder. I run fast, but walk slow. I love walking long walks with a hot mug of coffee held tight between my hands. I have lonely eyes and a kind heart. I forgive but rarely forget. I remember the silliest of things and forget important matters. I love to run, read, cook and entertain. I draw inspirations from anything and everything aesthetic. There are numerous people who have and still continue to enrich my life in many good ways. I will remain indebted to them – Always. My dad is my biggest fan when it comes to cooking. I could see his eyes light up every time I serve something. My mom’s agility and affectionate nature that reflects on her food is something I’m still trying to master. Travel fascinates me amongst other things. Leave me in Venice and I would get lost in its timeless beauty – The canals. The piazzas. The art. The espresso. Leave me in NYC and I would tirelessly walk the length and breadth of the city (after all, There is always something open 24 hours a day). Through this blog, I am hoping to bring in my passion and love for a few things – Cooking, Travel, Kids, Coffee, Clothes and in the interim learn more myself. Hope I am able to do justice to my PASSION.

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