Itβs amazing how big Halloween has become here in Australia lately β and Iβm absolutely loving it! This year was extra special because the kids had a Halloween disco at school, so they were dressed up from the morning. My daughter went as a cute little Minion, my son was a scary skeleton, and I joined in the fun with a red dress for my devil look π.
Weβve been having the best time walking around the neighbourhood, collecting chocolates, and soaking up all the spooky vibes.
Itβs such a joy to see the kidsβ excitement, the laughter, and all the creative costumes around. Honestly, I think Iβm enjoying it as much as they are (maybe even more π).
β¨ Tihar is here! β¨ One of Nepalβs most colourful and joyful festivals β and what better way to celebrate than with Sel Roti, the crispy, golden rice donut thatβs a true festival favourite. This traditional treat is made in almost every Nepali home during Tihar and Dashain, shared with family, friends, and neighbours.
Last year I bought them for $2 a piece β so this time, I decided to make my own! π
πΈ Ingredients
2 cups rice flour
1 cup plain (all-purpose) flour
1 cup rice, washed and soaked overnight (drain before grinding)
5 tablespoons sugar (add more if you like it sweeter)
Β½ cup ghee (clarified butter)
2 cups vegetable oil (for deep frying)
A pinch of salt (optional)
πͺ Equipment
Blender or wet grinder (for soaked rice)
Large mixing bowl
Electric mixer (or whisk)
Deep frying pan or kadai
Funnel (or an empty plastic water bottle cut in half)
Lately, my husband and I have been making an effort to stay active together, and itβs been such a great experience. We do whatever we can β sometimes itβs a morning walk, other times an evening stroll after work, or even joining a local community fitness session at the park on weekends.
Itβs not about sticking to a strict schedule; itβs about finding time to move, unwind, and enjoy each otherβs company while doing something healthy. Even on busy days, just a short walk makes such a difference β it helps us clear our minds, catch up, and feel re-energised.
What I love most is that we keep it simple and fun. Some days weβre full of energy, other days we take it slow β but we always encourage each other and make it part of our routine. At the end of the day, itβs all about balance, laughter, and spending quality time together while keeping fit.
Hereβs to more walks, more sunshine, and staying healthy together. πΏπͺ
This weekend will be one to remember! A few of us friends came together to recreate a traditional Newari bhoj (feast) right here in Sydney, and it turned into an incredible celebration of food, friendship, and culture.
Since moving here, weβve always talked about how much we miss home β the gatherings, the laughter, the aroma of spices filling the air during family feasts. So this time, we decided to make it happen. We planned a full traditional bhoj, cooked everything from scratch, and recreated the full Newari dining experience β sitting on the floor, eating with our hands on lapate patta (leaf plates), and sharing every dish with love and pride.
From early morning prep to the last round of washing up, everyone was involved β chopping, frying, marinating, and tasting. The kitchen was buzzing with excitement, the music was playing, and the smell of roasted spices and garlic was everywhere.
Our Newari Bhoj menu was truly a feast for the senses:
Once everything was ready, we arranged the lapate patta, sat cross-legged on the floor, and served each dish in the traditional sequence. It felt like being back in Kathmandu during festival time β laughter, chatter, and the clinking of glasses filled the room. Everyone had their hands full of food, their hearts full of memories.
What made it even more special was how everyone contributed β someone brought fresh ingredients, someone took charge of the grill, and others helped decorate and serve. Cooking together made us feel connected β not just to each other, but to our roots, our family traditions, and the essence of being Newar.
This wasnβt just a meal β it was a celebration of heritage, togetherness, and belonging. In the heart of Sydney, for a few hours, it felt like we were back home β sharing love and laughter over a lapate patta full of food that carried generations of stories.
Hereβs to keeping our Newari culture alive no matter where we are β through food, friendship, and shared memories.