How many times have I posted about something on my blog on the day I make it? It’s pretty rare, right? When it happens that I write about it on the day while the excitement is hot and rising like soufflé and finish it off in one go, it feels so…good like the cookies I’m eating right now while writing about them.

<Oats Millet Cookies>
As you’ve noticed, there aren’t many posts written during my stay in Korea that make you go “Hmm..that’s a cool recipe. Maybe I should give it a try some day.” For one, many of the ingredients I want to use aren’t available here, and for two, which might be more an honest answer, I don’t get the desire to make things that are, let’s say, not a general taste for people you’re going to share them with. The reason one puts hours into making something, thinking of the potential mouths it will end up in is to see faces of approval and delight, not the faces of confusion and disgust. So depending on who I cook for, I make compromises and adjustments to the original recipes, which isn’t always encouraging and rewarding. Koreans tend to have very limited palates and natural aversions to exotic spices, especially Indian, such as cumin, turmeric and fennel.

I think Indian cuisine is so vibrant and exciting as is its culture. It’s a synonym for life; life should be like the sensation you feel through the whole of your body while eating Indian food. I love the various aromas infused in each dish, though some Koreans call them “revolting smells” – my apology for their ignorance and lack of experience. Every time I meet Koreans who haven’t tried Indian food because of the smell, I urge them to try, explaining to them, often frantically, how wonderful and addictive the flavours are and also how they shouldn’t get put off by the first experience and should give it a few tries. I think it’d be a real tragedy should one die without knowing so many other flavours from all around the world.

So due to the absence of spice-smitten audience, I haven’t really used the spices I got delivered from overseas almost a year ago like nutmeg, cloves, star anise and cardamom. Then I didn’t know I could get those spices here, but now I see more and more spices appear on the supermarket shelve. Still I think it’d be years before the names of more unusual spices like smoked paprika, targine and cardamom make sense. The spices I’ve used the most besides Italian herbs are smoked paprika, turmeric, cinnamon, and Moroccan mix, and today, digging in the box of my spice provision, I found an unopened packet of cardamom. Incidentally, I was led to this fascinating site, Season with Spice, which instantly became my absolute favourite, while searching for millet recipes.

My mum sent me a package of home-grown sweet potatoes, persimmons and millet grains three days ago. As she always cooks rice with mixed grains, plain white rice feels like something of forbidden fruit to me, so when I’d run out of grains I rang her to ask whether I should buy them from the local weekly farmers market, she said she’d just got a big bag of home-harvested millets from my auntie so she sent me some of that.

Knowing the growers of the produces I buy or being connected to them somehow takes away my anxiety of whether they are safe to eat, so when I cook with them, I pay extra care to get the best out of them and to not waste much. The experience is so wonderful that supermarket-bought groceries don’t give me the same joy and sense of being nourished, and to be honest, they taste like plastic, missing the essence of flavour.

Reading the stories of spices and looking at the colourful foods, I tried to trace my memory back for all the scents described there. My nose and tongue had been missing being stimulated and inspired by various smells and tastes. So I immediately deserted my plan to make more Anzac biscuits for my friend and reprogrammed my brain for a recipe that has millets and cardamom.
<Millet flour>
I revised her recipe to make non-vegan and crispier by adding butter and egg. I also threw in some dried cranberries for a tangy bite to give these otherwise macho cookies a bit of feminine taste and some coconuts to balance the earthy cardamom flavour, but I think it’s not necessary as it was too subtle to be tasted. At first, I was going to cook the millets thinking they might result in too crunchy texture instead of grinding them, but I opted for grinding, leaving a tablespoonful to thrown in raw. I need to advise you, however, to cook millets before using if you’re going to do that as I found raw millets, though perfectly safe to eat, a bit too crunchy.


Where the pumkin seeds? You might wonder. I decided that they would just complicate the already wonderful flavours so I left them out, and when I tasted the result, I was glad I did.
<Crunchy Oats Millet Cookies>
I waited nervously while they were cooking and I became relieved to see them forming a nice shape and was very curious how they would taste. So I couldn’t help but to grab one on its way onto the rack to be cooled and took a bite. It was so…good, and I felt the imminent danger of making a new record of finishing half the batch in one sitting.

Millet Oats Cookies
- potentially gluten-free and vegan friendly
Yield: Two dozen medium to large cookies
1 cup rolled oats
1/2 cup oat flour (ground in a blender)
1 cup millet flour (ground in a blender)
1/4 cup millet
1/4 cup all purpose flour (optional – I add it for a lighter texture but skip it for a gluten free diet – just increase the amount of oat or millet flour)
1/3 cup desiccated coconut
½ cup butter, melted
¾ cup brown sugar
1/3 cup cranberries, chopped into small pieces
1 egg
1 tsp cardamom
½ tsp baking soda
1. Preheat the oven to 350′C and line the baking tray
2. In a large bowl, combine all the flours, oats, coconut, baking soda, cranberries and cardamom, and toss well.
3. In another bowl, mix butter, sugar and egg
4. Mix the dry and wet mixture together with a wooden spoon
5. Spoon onto the prepared cookie sheet and flatten slightly and bake for 12-15 min.
6. Transfer to a rack and wait for them to cool – don’t surrender to the temptation of grabbing one right off the tray and burn your finger tips, wait and enjoy the crispy and cruncy texture.