#palak paneer at home

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“Palak Paneer Recipe: A Step-by-Step Guide to Making Authentic Indian Palak Paneer at Home”

Palak Paneer and Paneer tikka masala is a popular Indian dish that is loved by many people around the world. It is a vegetarian dish that combines spinach (palak) with paneer, a type of Indian cottage cheese. The dish is known for its vibrant green color and rich, creamy texture. read more.

[heartofanenigma]

I miss when life in this city used to feel like a 2010 shreya ghoshal or anupam roy song and not whatever this dreary, purposeless, tram-less, kochuri-less in Dharmatala, rajanigandha phool-less in phooler bajar, chaye chini-less, faka rasta brishti-less, purano shei diner kotha-less Kolkata has become.

[vinayak30]

How to Make Perfect Palak Paneer at Home: Step-by-Step Guide

Palak Paneer is more than just a dish; it’s a celebration of flavours and nutrition. It’s a dish that can be enjoyed by everyone, from kids to adults, thanks to its mild spices and creamy texture. Whether you’re hosting a dinner party or just looking for a comforting meal, Palak Paneer is sure to impress. This dish is also versatile; you can make it as rich or as light as you like. For a healthier version, skip the cream and use minimal oil. For a more indulgent experience, go ahead and add that extra dollop of butter or cream. The choice is yours! So, the next time you’re craving something flavorful yet nutritious, give this Palak Paneer recipe a try. It’s a dish that brings together the best of taste and health in every bite. Happy cooking! View Full Recipe:- LUCKNOW REMIX

[thepanvelite]

Hearty and Creamy Palak Paneer Recipe | Vegetarian Delight

Palak Paneer - a creamy, flavorful Indian vegetarian dish with spinach.

Ever had one of those days when you crave something hearty, creamy, and incredibly satisfying? Well, you’re in luck! Today, we’re diving into the world of Indian cuisine with a simple yet delicious dish – Palak Paneer. This dish is a beautiful blend of soft paneer (Indian cottage cheese) and palak (spinach), cooked in a flavorful gravy. It’s a vegetarian delight that’s not just tasty but also…

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"Potato Jalebi " Jalebi is a popular dish in the Indian subcontinent and the Middle East. It is annular and its taste is sweet. The popularity of this sweet started in the Indian subcontinent. Read full recipe https://foodrecipesoffical.blogspot.com/2023/10/435-healthy-food-recipe-potato-jalebi.html… http://foodrecipesoffical.blogspot.com

[taajrecipes]

Indian Palak Paneer Testy dish

Palak Paneer is a famous Indian delicious vegetable, which consists of paneer pieces in light heavy spinach gravy. This dish is often enjoyed across the country and is a popular option for vegetarian food lovers. The sweetness and richness of spinach combined with the rich gravy and creamy taste of paneer gives a unique taste to the dish.

[writeriguess]

Can I request a bakugou x indian reader? (If you can do that!) Like him trying out the cuisine (not butter chicken and naan!), like, Pani puri, palak paneer, dal mahkni etc. him visiting all the mahals (tak mahal, hawa mahal), going to Varanasi ghats, etc? If you wanna that is!! No pressure!

(if you can't do this, can you just post this ask saying that you couldn't do it?)

Thank you!! Have a nice day/night!!

The summer sun bore down on the bustling streets of Jaipur, but Katsuki Bakugou barely noticed the heat. He was too focused on the excited glint in your eyes as you navigated the busy marketplace, guiding him through the sea of colors, sounds, and scents that overwhelmed his senses.

You had been planning this trip for months, eager to share a piece of your heritage with him. The initial resistance he showed had slowly melted away as he saw how much this meant to you. Now, he was here, ready to experience everything India had to offer—starting with the food.

"What's that?" Bakugou asked, eyeing a street vendor as they prepared something he had never seen before. You grinned, pulling him closer to the stall.

"Pani puri," you replied, watching his expression as the vendor filled the small, hollow puris with spicy tamarind water and potatoes. "It’s a popular street snack. You’re supposed to eat it in one bite."

Bakugou raised an eyebrow but didn’t back down. He took one puri, mimicking your actions as you showed him how to eat it properly. The moment it burst in his mouth, a rush of flavors hit him—spicy, tangy, a little sweet—all at once. It was a sensory overload, but not in a bad way.

"Not bad," he said after swallowing, his usual gruff tone softened by the appreciation for the unfamiliar flavors. "Could use a little more heat, though."

You laughed, knowing how much he loved spicy food. "Of course, you’d say that. But don’t worry, there’s plenty more for you to try."

The two of you spent the rest of the day exploring Jaipur, stopping every now and then to try another dish. You introduced him to palak paneer, a creamy spinach dish with cubes of soft paneer cheese, and dal makhani, a rich lentil stew that made even Bakugou pause as he savored the complex flavors. He grumbled about how different it was from the food back home, but you could tell he was enjoying himself.

Afterwards, you visited the Hawa Mahal, the iconic palace with its intricate pink façade. As you walked through its corridors, Bakugou marveled at the architecture—though he’d never admit it out loud. You pointed out the small windows, explaining how the royal women would watch the bustling streets below without being seen themselves.

"Kind of a weird design," he remarked, looking out at the city from one of the windows. "But it’s not bad."

You smiled, knowing that was probably the closest he’d get to admitting he found it impressive.

The next stop was the Taj Mahal. Even someone like Bakugou, who usually dismissed grand gestures, couldn’t help but be in awe of the sheer beauty of the mausoleum. The white marble seemed to glow under the sun, and the symmetry of the architecture was breathtaking. You told him the story behind it, how the Mughal emperor Shah Jahan built it in memory of his beloved wife.

"That’s one hell of a way to honor someone," he said, his voice uncharacteristically soft as he looked up at the monument.

You nodded, watching his expression as he took it all in. It was moments like these that made you grateful to have him by your side. He might not always say the right things, but his actions showed how much he cared—how much he wanted to understand your world.

After the Taj Mahal, the two of you made your way to Varanasi, one of the oldest cities in the world. The ghats along the Ganges River were bustling with activity, and Bakugou watched in silent curiosity as people performed rituals, offering flowers and prayers to the sacred river.

"Why do they do that?" he asked, his voice low as he observed the scene before him.

You explained the significance of the Ganges, how it was believed to cleanse sins and how people came from all over India to bathe in its waters. You could see the gears turning in his head, trying to make sense of it all in his own way.

As the sun set, the two of you joined the crowd for the evening Aarti ceremony. The air was thick with the scent of incense, and the sound of bells and chanting filled the air. Bakugou stood close to you, his usually stern expression softened by the ethereal beauty of the ceremony. The flickering flames, the devotion in the air—it was all so different from anything he had ever experienced, and yet, he found himself drawn to it.

When the ceremony ended, you turned to him, wondering what he thought. He didn’t say anything at first, just looked at you with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat.

"You really love this place, don’t you?" he finally said, his voice uncharacteristically gentle.

You nodded, feeling a lump in your throat. "Yeah, I do."

He didn’t say anything else, just took your hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. In that moment, you knew that he understood. He might not have the words to express it, but he was here, sharing this experience with you—and that was enough.

The rest of your trip was a whirlwind of experiences. You visited more temples, explored bustling markets, and sampled every kind of street food you could find. Bakugou’s initial hesitance melted away as he threw himself into the experience, trying everything you suggested with an open mind. You even caught him smiling more than once, though he’d deny it if you ever brought it up.

On your last day, the two of you found yourselves back in Varanasi, sitting by the ghats as the sun set over the Ganges. The air was cooler now, and a sense of peace settled over the city as the day came to a close.

"Thanks for bringing me here," Bakugou said suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence. "It’s…different from what I’m used to, but I’m glad I came."

You smiled, leaning your head on his shoulder. "I’m glad you came too. It wouldn’t have been the same without you."

He grunted in response, but you knew him well enough to recognize the affection behind the sound. The two of you sat there in silence, watching as the last rays of sunlight faded away, leaving the city bathed in the soft glow of twilight.

In that moment, you knew that this trip would stay with you forever—a memory of a shared experience that brought the two of you even closer together. No matter where your adventures took you next, you knew you’d always carry a piece of India with you—and you were grateful to have shared it with him.

Requests are open.

[i-cant-sing]

What's your favorite food you ate with your Muslim neighbors?

I'm genuinely curious

I CANT PICK OMGGGG THATS UNFAIR😭😭😭 But heres my top favs:

Literally any spinach dish she makes: palak paneer (spinach and cottage cheese), palak gosht (spinach and meat), aloo palak (potatoes and spinach). She ALWAYS keeps a batch of spinach frozen at home so that she can make it for me like 3 times a month.

Omg omg I love rice dishes but the way she makes pulao (or pilaf, basically rice made in mutton/lamb/meat stock with meats AND sometimes with cashews and raisins and carrots AND EVERYTHING GOOD)

When I was young, she'd make me these shaami kebab sandwiches while I'd play with her sons, aka my bffs and also my brothers. These sandwiches are just like- a core childhood memory.

AND ON SUNDAYS, they always make halwa puri (just Google it) and its so good with potato and chickpea curries😭😭😭😭

For healthy sweets, the uncle would give me this homemade Greek yogurt with sugar mixed in it, and yall it hit the spot everytime😭😭

Yall gonna judge me for this but idc, but any dish she makes that has bone marrow in it- immeadiate winner. But dw, I don't suck the bone until the marrow hits the back of my throat- no, no. They have special utensils just to retrieve that marrow.

Okay but the neighbours sons were so mean to little ole me😭😭 they'd make me do those gol gappa competitions until my stomach was literally cramping but omg was the pain worth it? YES, THE ABSOLUTE BURST OF FLAVOURSSS

Another core childhood memory of mine is me sitting in their kitchen, watching the aunty make food while she gave me a bowl of lentils and rice, a little pickle on the side. She's rolling out the rotis, I'm sitting beside her and watching her sons play wrestle mania in the lounge and she didn't allow me to wrestle with them because she doesn't want me to get hurt🥺🥺🥺🥺

If I ever win any awards in my life, my neighbours for sure would be mentioned in my speech AND also be invited to come with me to the red carpet. They've given me so many precious memories and good lessons, idk how I'll live without them ever🥺🥺🥺

[anulithots]

noorie my love i have a question ☝️(i am dying of extreme boredom and plagued by the fact that i’m not doing my chinese homework which is lying right in front of me)

how does a typical meal in your household look like? (for example, mine would look like rice with common dishes, usually consisting of stir fried vegetables, either chicken or pork, and some sort of egg dish, with soup/broth at the end to wash it down.)

that is all. adios

Hello hello cristie!

NOt doing homework is so real. (in the last year of high school and absolutely doomed I’ve been yelled at so much this summer I can’t take it anymore. ANways…)

Meals in our household!

(We’ve eaten out a lot this past month for our collective sanity as we've seen around 100 houses anyways-)

Usually rice (obviously rice, always rice, I love rice it’s a safe food) with something like dhaal or salaan. (if I spell anything wrong it’s because I live in the grand ol’ USA I apologize). I’m usually the one cutting the onions and garlic whereas my sibling makes the rice. Usually dhaal has eggs with extra onions to put on top. And I like the soupy salaans where I can have the most ridiculous soupy-to rice ratio ever.

(Also I have issues eating things and soupy things with rice and/or vegetables are always good and I pretty much can’t eat anything else that well so it works out. yayay)

I love palak paneer tho. My mom and sibling made it once I love it.

Oh the other day my mom make chickpeas with potatos and some dosa and akljfdasklfjaskld. I like rices better than ones with naans or bread-like things because I can’t let things sit on my hands for too long if I can’t go to wash it off ever two minutes. (Especially at restraunts I despise having to wipe things off of my hands with napkins and having them sticky or messy for longer than a few minutes. It drives me insane. At home it’s okay-ish… especially if it’s with chickpeas I’d kill a person for chickpeas)

I think my favorite homecooked meal thing is chickpeas. I looooveee chickpeas. Sometimes I wash the chickpeas and snack on them beforehand. There’s usually meats in salaans but tbh I try to stay away from meats when I can. And we don't eat pork for religious reasons. (It's fun when the people at restraunts may or may not care about keeping pork out/disclosing that there is pork. Another reason why I like sticking to veggi things ayayyaya.)

IDK little me went on that whole ‘save the animals’ thing and nowadays meat just tastes weird to me IDK. (Okay I’ve choked on them a lot there’s that too but once I choked on tofu and I lovee tofu and I kept choking on oranges and continued to eat them so IDK my brain is weird) Also I like veggis so there's that.

Cleaning is ew though. General cleaning with everyone else is too loud I can’t hear my rain sounds. Me personally I’ll gladly clean the whole kitchen (and have) when I’m alone and can use it as ‘daydreaming time’. Also it’s definitely an improvement nowadays from the time in a previous move where the kitchen was out of commission for… months. SO we lived upstairs, which had one of those barely-working tiny sinks. It would get clogged up a lot and my mom yelled at me once that if I clogged it up again [insert general threat here brain isn’t telling me what exactly she said]. So the better option was to pile all the dishes onto a tray and make a trek to one of those jurassic park style sprial staircases that isn’t used to the weight because it would shake around. Then I would wash the dishes in the mudroom (newly renovated after the flood!), pile them back on the tray, and take them upstairs.

… anyways thank you for the ask! It’s fun answering these ones because I get to randomly talk about the crazy childhood of moving 4+ times. (and only now I’m figuring out my neurodivergent brain didn’t like that crazy.)

[brokelover]

finally home after a wretched 8hr shift and i am swallowing these chunks of paneer whole. we love you palak paneer

[tododeku-or-bust]

if you ever have the time & energy, you can make paneer at home!

you need: full fat (whole) milk (non-homogenized works better but you can use homogenized) and an acid (vinegar is the easiest)

https://www.indianhealthyrecipes.com/how-to-make-paneer-cubes-at-home/ (<- very helpful website for recipes)

then, once you have that you can make paneer makhni or palak paneer!

you can also make rasmalai and rasgulla (desserts) if you go back a few steps, but it starts the same as making paneer!

[spikybanana]

jegulily week day 3: food: Regulus visits the Potters' house pls tell me if I fucked up indian-anything [masterpost here] [prompts here]

When Regulus and Lily came in from the Potters’ garden, it was to find James sitting at the dining table alone, happily digging into a frankly astonishing spread of Effie’s cooking. 

Regulus froze in his tracks. Not at James and his hooligan-ish table manners— that he’d long been acquainted with— but hitting him face-first was an overpowering wave of warmth that was so much more than the rich aroma of spices that permeated the air. Regulus had seen pictures, heard descriptions from James and Lily, but to step into the house and see for himself everything that screamed home and wrapped around him the way a metaphorical warm threadbare blanket might— because of course it’s nothing he’d ever known beyond an idea. But even the quietness of their arrival, the absence of fanfare (which Regulus suspected was deliberate but appreciated deeply) made it feel like they already belonged here. And the food, more unassuming and welcoming than even a Hogwarts dinner— there’s so much of it Regulus couldn’t imagine how many people it’d take to finish it all. 

"What's all… this?" he muttered.

Lily turned to him amusedly, and James laughed out loud.

"Food! What do you think it is?" James grinned, scooped another mouthful of curry and naan before promptly reaching out with his buttery hands to drag Regulus to the table. "Real food, Reg! Not whatever poncy bullshit you’re forced to nibble your way through at home, or the piss poor attempts at dal by Hogwarts kitchen—” 

Lily sat down with him. She was biting back a smile at how James buzzed with excitement, rambling on and on as he flicked his wrist to send a wandless cleaning spell at their hands, “Come on, then, get your sleeves rolled up and dig in.”

“Where’s everyone else?” he asked slowly, still overwhelmed. He looked between his hands to the basket of warm naan and felt a strange urge to cry.

“Sirius and Remus are in the kitchen trying to help mum.” James shrugged.

“Trying.” Regulus repeated pointedly.

Lily snorted, “Yeah, you get it, that’s the keyword. Though I bet they’d be doing better than you and I would.” she added with a wink.

“Good thing dad actually likes his naan a bit burnt.” James said breezily, before his excitement returned, he leaned forward, shoved bits of naan into Lily and Regulus’ hands, “Well go on, try some now we’ll wait for them later— holy shit Reg, I can’t believe you’ve never had mum’s cooking before— here, do you want the dal or the palak paneer? Don’t worry about the bread, there’s more coming. Oh you’ve got to try the curry, it’s your colour and everything—”

Lily was laughing and Regulus was shouting James’ name and protesting before the boy could shove the whole table at him. Coincidentally, that happened to be the moment Mrs Potter entered the room, and Regulus was so embarrassed he sprung from his chair and stood up, stuttering out a greeting to her as he slowly dropped the bit of naan back onto his plate.

“Oh love.” Effie smiled, and even Regulus couldn’t interpret it as anything other than warm and loving. “Sit, sit. Eat what you like, don’t listen to James.” Her hand went to ruffle James’ hair even at his indignant cry. “Bless your heart, dear child, Sirius had reacted the exact same way.”

Her voice betrayed something wistful. Anger flashed for a moment in her eyes then was gone. Then, she was doing exactly what James did, piling naan and scooping curry into his plate, setting off on a motherly ramble the likes of which Regulus had only read in books. By the end of it, Regulus felt his face burning to the tips of his ear but he couldn’t bring himself to complain. Sirius and Remus and James’ father had gathered around the table as well, everyone chattered openly and pretended to not see when a tear rolled down Regulus’ cheek. Family, he heard in every laughing, loving gesture, and this was all so— different. Under the table, Lily’s soft fingers threaded into his and squeezed, and Regulus felt it like a squeeze in his chest right around his heart.

[whentherewerebicycles]

I have survived the day!!!! and it was fine just one of those days where you spend so much time in meetings you’re like will there ever be time to get my actual work done or is my work just meetings now. but I am HOME and it is still fairly early even though it feels like the middle of the night. gonna do a VERY short walk with the dogs and then try making this palak paneer with tofu (palak tofu?) while watching doctor who. I need to remember to start the brown rice before I take the dogs out otherwise it’ll never be done in time.

[ratsandfashion]

I spent Thanksgiving home absolutely alone with my rats and having microwavable palak paneer. Best Thanksgiving ever. I mean that entirely non-sarcastically, I really enjoy the peace and quiet so much, and I very much like palak paneer more than turkey.

[oddcryptidwrites]

People I Want to Know Better

@n1ghtcrwler and @olive-riggzey tagged me in this one! I'm gonna leave it an open tag for anyone who wants to play!

Last song - Tank! by the Seatbelts. It's my get work done song

Last movie - IDK if this counts but I watched an entire Wendigoon episode so

Currently watching - Gen V on Amazon Prime (it's fucked up y'all)

Currently reading - Hearth & Home Witchcraft by Jennie Blonde. Looked interesting so I picked it up at the local used book store

Currently craving - Palak Paneer, but I just had it last night

Last thing you searched for writing purposes - ....The University of Georgia for this post because I forgot the name of one of the buildings (that I didn't even mention in the post)

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[veggiehotdog1]

11, 23, & 28 for the asks? 😎

11. Anything from your childhood you’ve held on to?

I have two dolls, Rosie (the baby cabbage patch) and Annabelle the elephant, which my mom made for me. Rosie went through it. I remember once there was a doll medical clinic (I think it was part of a hospital program to help kids be less nervous about going to doctor) and they sewed her head back up. But now she looks like she’s been in a ditch.

I gave Annabelle to my son.

23. Do you wear jewelry?

No, but during the pandemic lock down I went through a spree where I’d watch JJ’s Jewelry on Facebook live and buy shit tons of cheap Paparazzi costume jewelry. I intended to give to my partner, but at a certain point she was like I’m not wearing all this shit 😆 When I worked from home sometimes I’d wear rings to stay more engaged during the typing monotony. Nothing like a little shine and metallic clinking to take you through a work day.

28. Last meal on earth?

India/Nepalese buffet. The naan, spiced tomato soup, mango cake, gulab jamun, chicken tikka masala, palak paneer, Gobi Manchurian, chai tea. Oh my god I want it right now!

P.S. see those reference books to help me with Chapter 14 of When the Smoke Clears? See the idle computer…lol