So anyone who knows me, will know that I am a coffee addict.
It is has coffee in the name or coffee as an ingredient , then you can be assured I will try it out.
I am not sure who I get my love of coffee from, both my parents are tea drinkers. That’s a lie, my mother is a chronic tea drinker, every second of every day she has to be having a cup of tea. She can easily go through 100 teabags a week.
I remember my gran would make cold meat and mayo sandwiches with coffee for me growing up, so I think that’s where I got my liking for coffee, again I could be mistaken, because when my gran got older she went back to tea and I don’t remember my Uncle drinking coffee, until the last couple of years after he tasted my Jacobs.
I tried giving up coffee once and it lasted for the day and then I took up drinking coke for the day and well that gave me a double chin and a wobbly tummy, so I went back to the coffee and I never looked backed.
For the past 2 months of lockdown, I have tried to utilize every ingredient in the pantry without spending money at the stores on unnecessary groceries and also trying to limit my contact at stores and public places
I am not sure about you, but this whole lockdown, as necessary as it was in the beginning is now wearing me out and killing my slowly. I am tired all the time from doing nothing, tried from listening to people complain about customer service. I understand that I was classified as an Essential service, but being screamed at by a customer for not getting to them quick enough and having to constantly answer questions with a mask on, is a nightmare and especially for me.
Blocked sinuses mixed with claustrophobia, means that I am constantly hyper ventilating and creating a mild sense of panic within my own body, causing my throat to close up and making it difficult to swallow. I can’t wait for all this to be over.
All this sends my senses into over drive and I spend most nights sleeping 10 – 12 hours a night. However there are days of normality where I can come home, relax and page through a recipe book in peace.
On one such day I came across a recipe for Indian iced coffee by Manuika Gowardhan and I was hooked and intrigued all at the same time and I had all the ingredients in the pantry and believe it or not an ice tray full of ice in the freezer. Such a rarity seeing as we are not ice people.
My mother was a little more frightened at trying out this recipe. Seeing as the last coffee drink I made her try was probably the worst thing she has tasted since the invention of sliced bread… just kidding… I am a tad bit dramatic. Well she was dramatic when she sipped a tiny amount and refused to take a bigger sip for the full effect.
Her verdict on this drink… ohhh so sweet, but it’s a little bit better than the other one.
My dad was hooked and he liked this alot.
I loved it, I hid the rest in a bottle in the fridge to chill for a few days and on those days where my sinuses caused my glands in my throat to fight for space I downed the whole bottle in one sip…of course I should have known better. Milk based drinks and sinuses are not friends.
The following day, my nose was blocked and I kept sneezing, till my mother told me to put a sock in it because I would burst a nostril at the rate I was going. Again, can you feel the love here??? Just wait till she is old.
- 3 x tsp instant coffee.
- 2 x cups milk.
- 1 x tsp cardamom powder.
- 1 x tin condense milk.
- Ice for serving.
- In a bowl, mix the coffee with 1 x tbsp. boiling water.
- Add in the remaining ingredients and whisk till well combined.
- Place a few cubes of ice in a glass and pour over the coffee mixture.
- Any left over mixture can be stored in a container in the fridge. The longer it stands the better the flavor.