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Is that gobhi in my bread?



When my friend first suggested the humble cauliflower as a sandwich filling, I was skeptical. But she persisted, knowing I won't resist tasting a new flavor for long. Specially when she was cooking dinner. And I liked it. So much so that I made it again for dinner tonight, just for myself.

To make one sandwich, tear a chunk from a cauliflower head and grate the florets finely. We need roughly 2 tbsp of grated cauliflower. To this, add 1/2 tbsp cream, a tbsp of grated cheddar, 2-3 finely chopped mint leaves and a hearty pinch each of salt and crushed black pepper. Mix well, then spread on a white bread slice. Top with another slice of bread, apply butter on both sides and grill or toast until lightly browned.

This unusual sandwich goes to Mythreyee, who is hosting JFI: Cauliflower; this month's edition of the event started by Mahanadi

Comments

Priya Suresh said…
I love this..yummy sandwich looks yummy n delicious:)
Ranjani said…
Looking good! Quick and easy too:)
Btw I made your channa dal khichdi and boy it awesome!I loved the nuttiness of the dal with the rice,simple flavors and simply hit the spot!
Siri said…
Love the idea Simran and I am making it tmrw for my breakfast. Yeh Yeh!

Siri
Bharti said…
Gobhi in a sandwich..why not? Me likes it.
Anonymous said…
Neat idea.. an easier version of the paratha i guess.
Suganya said…
This sounds so good. Quick fix sandwich!. YUM! Sounds similar to chilli cheese toast.

Belated Valentine's Day wishes!!!
Poonam said…
yummy and diffrent will try this tomorrow itself for my daughter's tiffin
Anonymous said…
hahaha..i like !
Raj said…
Gobhi should go well with bread.
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