• Chutney Friday

    Chutney Friday

    It’s the end of the week already and my weekend has officially begun .

    This week was very busy as the Little People began school. Though there was some anxiety returning to school after nearly two years, by the middle of the week, they were going to school like they did pre-pandemic – with smiles on their faces and backpacks on their backs.

    Even though school is only for two hours every alternate week ( maintaining CoVid protocol) it still gave me some time to try out some new stuff in the kitchen.

    Many years ago when I used to contribute frequently as a freelancer in mainstream media, I had written an article about Odiya cooking.

    Orissa (as it was known then) has always fascinated me with its pictures of the Jagannath Temple and the beaches of Puri. Sadly, the closest I came to the State was my daily interaction with Mrs. Das who lived on the 5th floor . Every morning, while the lift going down was filled with school children, she would rush out on landing, stop the lift door from shutting while she yelled inside the house ‘ GIGI COME QUICK !!! PEOPLE ARE WAITING !!!! LIFT IS HERE !!!!!!’

    And a few seconds later, Gigi and her sister would enter the lift with sheepish looks , equally embarrassed for holding us up as they were by their mother.

    However, last week I remembered the Das’ when I saw the market flooded with plump Indian tomatoes. I wished I could make them into a delicious chutney or a spicy tomato curry. Sadly no one in my family enjoys either of the tomato dishes so I was pleasantly surprised when Prima Donna mentioned that the best tomato chutney she had ever eaten was the one made by Mrs. Das and that I should make it again.

    Unfortunately, I don’t have a copy of the magazine in which it was published nor do I have Mrs. Das’ number to call her up for the recipe.

    So I went online ( a favourite resource these days) and made a pot full of chutney to accompany our meals this weekend.

    Panch phoran made of 2 tablespoons each of kalonji ( nigella) , zeera ( cumin ), saunf ( fennel) , rai ( mustard seed) and 1 tablespoon of methi seed ( fenugreek)

    I have relied mainly on Daasana’s Kitchen for the recipe ( especially for the panch phoran).

    Ingredients:

    • 5-6 ripe red tomato chopped
    • 2 red dry chillies cut into two
    • 2 green chillies finely chopped
    • 1 sprig of curry leaves
    • 1 tablespoon freshly grated ginger
    • 2 tablespoons mustard oil
    • 1 tablespoon of panch phoran
    • 4-5 cashews split into halves
    • A handful of raisins
    • Salt, grain sugar and Aamchur ( dried mango powder) to add as per your taste

    Method :

    1. In a pot kept on medium heat, add the oil and bring to smoking point before adding the panch phoran , curry leaves, chillies and ginger paste .

    These should be added separately one by one and sauted till the aromas are released . Take care not to burn the spices .

    2. Add the tomato, cashew and raisins and stir well . Cover with lid and allow to cook till tomato is almost done.

    All mixed up and sizzling in the pot

    3. Add salt, sugar and Aamchur as per your taste ensuring that you get a tasty blend of sweet and sour with a hint of spice to set your taste buds tingling.

    Serve as a relish with your meals or just eat it with a hot Chapati when you are in a bind .

    Enjoy your weekend .

    Ciao

    Time to enjoy!
  • Looking back on January

    Looking back on January

    And we’re already into the second month of the year. The way time flies, it won’t be long before I’m saying hello to 2023.

    But that’s still 11 months away so let me concentrate on the present.

    Mindfulness or living in the present is a much practiced Mantra of the times. It is quite similar to previous mantras that advocated living in the NOW or being rooted in the PRESENT. The only difference I suppose would be in the intensity and awareness with which one lives in each moment. So when you actually live mindfully, you are more conscious of what you are doing.

    That said, I think I lived more in the now in the month of January rather than more mindfully because it was a pretty intense month. It began with more family and friends with several family members coming home from overseas. This time round there was another little one who had grown bigger which made our meetings all the more interesting. How our Little Ones cope with their Little Ones never ceases to amaze me because these new parents seem to have everything under control: their jobs, their children and their lives.

    But the joys of gatherings quickly faded with a bout of CoVid that struck our household. The silver lining was that since all of us were affected at the same time, our quarantine was consolidated rather than stretched out to weeks, had we fallen sick one after the other

    But January had its moments that made me smile : the two really wonderful meetings with friends. The Pandemic has made us all realise how tenuous and unpredictable life can be. It has made us appreciate life more and count every little blessing that comes our way.

    Lunching in the dappled sunlight of the Yacht Club was an afternoon of pure relaxation . And the tea the following afternoon in another Club verandah made me appreciate how blessed I was to have dear friends to spend time with .

    So thank you January for the fun times!

    How has you January been ?

    Ciao

  • A Spark of Madness

    February is my favourite month because it is my birthday month. Somehow this month makes me feel special and I actually feel a smile inside all of me every day of February.

    However, this year February was different. My cheery spirit took a beating with the Pandemic ( as it must have undoubtedly affected everyone) and the mild attack of CoVid last month left me exhausted for weeks afterwards. I was lucky, I found out later, because Omicron was a silent menace leaving many victims exhausted for months!

    Nonetheless, this February saw an unusually somber me, and I wanted to literally do NOTHING to celebrate this birthday.

    I was actually pondering visiting a wellness spa or doing a stint at the Vipasaana Centre. Somehow the thought of total silence for 3 days was daunting. And the Wellness Spa in the middle of nowhere and accessible by a rough and bumpy track of road didn’t appeal either.

    But thanks to my enterprising and enthusiastic daughters, I managed to have a delightful pre-birthday celebration.

    The girls had booked a place for the three of us at an industrial kitchen that was hosting an Asian pop-up that weekend.

    The adventure begins

    Mumbai is a city of contrasts. There are swanky new towers cheek by jowl with old buildings, poor people living a stone’s throw away from the rich and famous and cranes buzzing with construction activity next to abandoned projects.

    One thing for sure is a constant buzz, activity all hours of the day. So I was spooked out by the empty, dilapidated structures enveloped in darkness that we passed through on the wrong road to the venue. Of course this was partly due to the GPS’s ignorance of roads closed due to some activity ( upgradation of civic amenities. Construction of the Metro lines or just ‘repairing’ the road to finish off the funds before the new financial year begins in April) , and partly because of Anna Shetty’s incessant instructions to a nurse in the ICU.

    We were told to arrive by 7.45, a task that was always a challenge since we left at 7.15. But we soldiered on and after the entry into the ramshackle industrial estate, I wondered what kind of an event I had let myself in for.

    A Spark of madness

    It truly was a spark of madness I thought as I encountered an industrial kitchen for the first time in my life .

    Before I could get truly shocked we were welcomed by the chef for the evening.

    To celebrate the Chinese New Year, MagSt Kitchen had invited Simran Savlani author of ‘A Spark of Madness’ to introduce us to her eclectic pan Asian fare .

    Another surprise was in store for us when we discovered that the meal was entirely vegetarian! This was once again thanks to Anna Shetty who thought scallions were scallops and imagined the meal to be replete with exotic seafood!

    Luckily the exquisite taste of the food and the unusual gin based cocktails not to mention the wonderful ‘strangers’ at our table made this a birthday celebration I will never forget !

    Grateful thanks to my Dear Daughters for bringing the joy back in February.

    Ciao

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