Spoonful with Rashmi

A slow long weekend looked like this for me:

Strolling through the parks of Collingwood.
Spotting trillium flowers like little wins.
Racing each other to the end point of a hike.
Impromptu dinner with friends, and their cutest video bombing babies 😀
Oh and the Pistachio gelato at Nani’s. 👌

These are tiny moments of pause that are quietly fueling me through the May madness lately ✨

Wish you were here…..
Somewhere between old streets, quiet mornings, and evenings in busy quaint restaurants, this city felt like stepping into another time.
Until next time, Québec City. Xoxo - R

Someone asked me if it’s worth the effort.

48+ hours of cooking.
Days of conception and prep.
Moments of self-doubt in between.

Yes. Every single time.

Because this isn’t just food.
It’s Identity. Memory. Home.

Bihari food deserves more: to be seen, understood, and experienced beyond stereotypes.

And Laalima is my way of doing it.
One dinner at a time.

April 18 marked the first Laalima Supper Club— 32 people. One dinner. And the dream I had carried for years.
To put Bihari food on the fine-dining map.

Laalima Supper Club is not just about food—
it is about memory, migration, and the feeling of home. This is just the beginning of Laalima. A huge thank you to - Len and Neil for opening their doors and making this collaboration come to life in the most beautiful space. thank you for capturing stunning moments from this evening! Ill cherish them forever 💕💕

Some Thursdays are just… bitchy.

The kind where one small moment,
decides to live rent-free in your head for days.

And I’m still that person—
who feels it all, overthinks it all,
and then gives more than I probably should.

So instead of trying to “fix” the day,
I made pesto ramen— cilantro stems, spinach, garlic, jalapeño, walnuts… and instinct alongside two packs of Ramen.

No recipe. No plan. Just vibes.

And somehow… that was enough.

Because food doesn’t ask me to be less.
It just meets me exactly where I am.

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It's Rasam Weather out here, and this is exactly how I have the tangy spicy broth 🥰

In a tumbler with rice, Milagai Podi, and a dollop of Ghee ❤️

It's a pretty rustic image, but I truly wanted to strip the presentation down to the basics, and capture the food in it's authentic form, with no gimmicks involved.

This simple yet flavorsome broth represents my summer holidays as a little kid at my Nani's home.

As she was based in Yercaud, our meals mostly revolved around South Indian delicacies, and rasam was a constant across all lunches. Towards the end of the meal, she would put 2 spoons of rice on my plate, and pour some rasam on to it. She would then mix them together with little Milagai Podi and make a cute rice ball in her palm. In a playful manner, she would then feed me that flavourful rice ball and off I'd go running to wash my hands and play outside. It became the highlight of my meals eventually 😊

Sometimes I find myself feeling like a little girl wishing for her Nani to feed her rasam rice. ❤️

Kesar Gulab Sheera ❤️

Sometimes you just need a little bit of sweetness to make your day! 😊
Infused with subtle notes of rose and saffron, this Sheera is my go to comfort food for when I wish for something light, fluffy, and mildly sweet.
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One for the Summer - Mango & Chocolate Swirl Tea Cake with Kiwi Toppings 😋

Lately I've been relishing the last batch of this season's mangoes. So to savor them longer, I decided to add them to my cake, and voila few hours later I had myself a slice of this rustic chic tea cake topped with kiwi fruit.

They bitter sweet chocolate pairs with the fragrant sweetness of Mango so well!

Now all I've been doing is gorging on this slice of heaven while reading my book, as I lie in laziness on long summer afternoons.

Love it ❤️❤️

Chilli Potato Chips 😋😋

Say hello to my Guilty Pleasure!

Everytime someone opens a bag of potato chips, the Lays Anthem starts playing in my head, and I instantly find myself grabbing one chip after the other till there's none left on the plate.

Overtime, I've been able to resist the temptation by ensuring that there are no potato chips present in my house ever! But once in a blue moon I do allow myself to savor the taste of some homemade Potato Chips seasoned with chilli, salt and turmeric. Exactly how mom used to make when we were growing up 😊

I remember she would slice the potatoes into wafer thin pieces and dab them dry!

Once the oil in the wok is super hot, she'd throw the slices in and voila, out came crispy Potato chips waiting to be seasoned and devoured instantly.

She would also sundry some potato slices and save them for later!

Tomato Soup but make it EXTRA!

Talking of rain yesterday got me thinking about Tomato Soup! How you say?

Well, growing up when we would travel all the way to Salem from Jamshedpur via. train, we'd often encounter rain along the way....
It used to be beautiful to watch the rain wash away all the dirt and dryness from the earth, farms, rivers and trees, as we moved along...

I'd witness fresh greenery of the countryside pass by me in merriment. It was during this time, that the Pantry would provide tomato soup with bread sticks to passengers, alongside other rain worthy snacks.

It would be a simple cup of no frills tomato soup. Yet I would enjoy it, whole heartedly as at that moment, it offered a feeling of soothing warmth to both, my throat and my soul all at once.

So to cherish my summer train rides as a child, I decided to make the tomato soup but own it with some robust flavors that makes it punchy and ready for the rain!




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