https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries Stories from the Toronto Canteen kitchen. Recipes, process, sourcing, and the journey of building a scratch-made Indian food business in downtown Toronto. en-CA Wed, 08 Apr 2026 00:46:31 GMT https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries/the-saucery-story https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries/the-saucery-story I still remember the slow evenings before we had a website, back when I was just making Hummus for my friends. There was no business plan. Saucery was born in my tiny kitchen over various attempts to perfect my Hummus recipe, and it grew into Beetroot dips, Twisted Guacamole, Bhoot Chili Oil, and my mother's hung curd Tzatziki. Mon, 05 Jan 2026 12:00:00 GMT https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries/beyond-the-table-catering-philosophy https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries/beyond-the-table-catering-philosophy For me, hosting has always been a big part of my life. My mother would keep 3-4 types of homemade pickles on the dinner table, and my father would travel an extra kilometer to get the best Gulaab Jamuns in the city. I saw my parents create magic through food and togetherness, and now it's my way of passing that feeling on to Toronto. Mon, 15 Dec 2025 12:00:00 GMT https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries/torontos-hidden-kitchen https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries/torontos-hidden-kitchen There is a particular rhythm to how I shop for produce each week. It is not a task I rush, even when the Toronto wind is pushing against me. There is a specific treasure-hunt feeling I get when I walk into Augusta Fruit Market. Most Indian food in Toronto starts with pre-made gravy or garam masala from a commercial bag. Mine never has. Mon, 01 Dec 2025 12:00:00 GMT https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries/why-i-started-toronto-canteen https://www.torontocanteen.ca/kitchen-diaries/why-i-started-toronto-canteen Whenever I'm feeling a little low, I take a short walk to the corner of King and Spadina to just watch the city move. I still remember the sharp, biting cold of my first Toronto winter. Everything felt unfamiliar. I found myself searching for something I couldn't quite name, a sense of belonging that the skyscrapers couldn't give me. Sat, 15 Nov 2025 12:00:00 GMT