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Maple Masala Paal
The trees towered above them. The canopy stood high above and dwarfed Poet and Flower. Flower was carefully carrying a a very full bucket of sap when plop, she tripped over her feet and fell into a sweet, sticky mountain of maple sap.

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12/18/21 12/18/21

It Was't Supposed to Be This Way - Overnight Oats

It wasn't supposed to be this way. I hear this from my patients, from friends, and I realize that it is also a little voice inside my head.

3/1/21 3/1/21

Things Do Not a Life Make - Idlis

Yesterday the postman delivered a package with two glasses and a seashell. My dad had carefully packed the box, and the delicate glasses had not broken. Every few weeks or so, he sends me small packages with things that used to be my Mother's.

1/31/21 1/31/21

Getting a Little Lost - Bombay Pav Bhaji

I wish I could wander. Wandering is a lost art, at least to me. I envy those people who love to wander. Something is freeing about making a wrong turn and suddenly finding yourself someplace unfamiliar.

10/16/20 10/16/20

What's better than food? - Toor Dal

I'm not sure which is better, cooking with the kids or reading with them. They love to read books. Each night Poet and Flower curl up on the sofa with G to "read books on the 'puter" or read digital books together.

9/13/20 9/13/20

The spontaneity of Summer - Breakfast Uttapam

Where did summer go? One of the things I've missed is going to the farmer's market. As we come to the end of summer, it's time for cooler evenings and the lovely smell of crisp autumn leaves. I've realized that we have not been to the farmer's market for some time.

Hi! I’m Sameena

Welcome! I'm Sameena. I'm a physician by day, mom on call round-the-clock and avid cook. Poet and Flower is an Indian food blog celebrating my passion for food and family. I learned to cook in my mother's kitchen. My kids, Poet and Flower, are both the inspiration for the blog and the main distraction which keeps me from it.