My home-Where we spent many hours chatting and relaxing Despite the inevitable changes of life, the essence of home remains deeply rooted within us as one of the constants in life. Home is the familiar scents of the breeze, the sound of laughter echoing through the streets, and the warmth of loved ones. Home is not static, it evolves and adapts alongside us, shaped by our experiences and memories. Living away from my hometown ( Fuvahmulah) for over two decades undoubtedly brings about a myriad of emotions. One of the fondest childhood memories I have is playing in the yards…
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Fuvahmulah best known for its shiny pebble beach (thoondu) and abundance of mango trees which bears the sweetest and juiciest mango’s is also a land of luxuriance of flavours. Is there anyone who doesn’t love “Hunihakuru” in Fuvahmulah? It’s the queen of all the desserts ( typically serves as a short eat).A delicate balance of desiccated young coconut ( huni) and sugar ( hakuru) cooked perfectly into a glossy and a sticky pudding wrapped in a soft cooked dough. These treats are popular during Ramazan. This is the most classical flavours I have known of Maldives. scrapped young coconut This…
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They say it takes a village to raise a child. In our home we say it takes the whole house and its resources to cook my mamma’s savoury soup (garo baiffen) which is special for breakfast during Ramazan. Ramazan and Roshanvilla’s ( my home) garo baiffen has its own long and special history. It goes together like jam and butter. We cant wrap a ramazan off without it being served in our dinner table every single day for breakfast. This is far from just a soup but a tradition that we are following for ages. The taste of this soup is as…