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I travelled all the way to Liverpool street to learn how to bake a pizza with Andrea and Martina in an upmarket,trendy restaurant 'fashion and pizza'. They made pizza-making so easy that I feel I can make them at home.A lovely couple,just getting to know people from different culture makes the world feel so much smaller and interesting. It all happened at the heart of the restaurant and I thought it was a very interesting concept. They also fed us the pizzas we made,along with an organic italian drink and a tiramisu which Andrea told us was his mother-in-law's recipe.Evidently every house in Italy has their own recipe for tiramisu. I opted to make a pizza with green pea and cream base ,topped with beans,mozzarella,goat cheese,sun-dried tomatoes.Once out of the oven it was heavenly to taste. They also presented us with a small bundle of madre and the dough we made today was also packed to be taken home with us.It can be used to make two pizzas.Copies of the recipe with...

I have made a few major decisions this last week and not necessarily in the order of importance. 1.I have finished my appraissel which the hospital authorities wanted me to get done because it was due.They were kind enough to request GMC to postpone my validation for the next year. 2.I enrolled into a sour dough pizza making session in London for which I travel to London in another hour or so. 3.I enrolled into a chopstick making and designing session,all of seven hours in dovetail design studio in Battersea.I am pretty excited about it.I dream of having a small workshops like that promoting skilled artisans back home ,if the Lord wills it. 4.I have comitted myself to helping out in Samaritan's purse hospital in Molunguri,Bangladesh for a month after I finish here in the UK. 5.I have booked a holiday with my sibling and my niece in Somersett,before I leave for home.I was dilly-dallying deciding where we could go and had requested my family to pray about it.One fine day Somerse...

One learns a lot from life ,all the time but there are some precious memories one carries in one's life forever.I have grown up in a family of five siblings.I,being the youngest ,have had my own share of being the precious youngest as well as the 'the not old enough for whatever'experiences while growing up.Some memories of growing up with my sibblings are forever entrenched in my memory. My older siblings were always held in awe and we hero-worshipped them most of our lives but there are some memories that stay with me forever. One day,I was out shopping with one of my siblings to visit an aunt who was not well.She bought the biggest bottle of nutritional supplement.It looked so huge that fascinated by it I knocked it out of the counter and the glass bottle shattered into pieces.There was a pin drop silence in the shop because it was an expensive affair.I went beetroot embarrassed with my guffaw but my sister went on with her shopping gently asking the shopkeeper to pack...