The only thing better than a good recipe? When something’s so easy to make that you don’t even need one. Welcome to It’s That Simple, a column where we talk you through the process of making the dishes and drinks we can make with our eyes closed.
Growing up, I spent summers in Lahore, Pakistan, with my grandparents. The days were always hot and humid, but that never deterred my brothers or me from playing on my nani’s rooftop terrace or front lawn from morning to dusk. Every few hours we would hear her soft-as-silk voice floating out the