…And Barbeque Sandwich
I have come across many cookbooks, got quite a few in my collection but the book ‘Heaven on Tongue‘, the latest addition to my collection stands out for many reason. What do I like about the book? There are quite a few reason but let me highlight a few.
Avarekalu or lilva or hyacinth or field beans is popularly used in cuisine of Karnataka. There are many dishes you can prepare with avarekalu and many reasons to love it!
For those who do not find this ‘bean’ very exciting I urge you to still go ahead and pick it up. Try out this gashi which is a family recipe. The avarekalu is simmered in freshly grated coconut masala. The marriage of avarekalu with minimum spices and some tamarind for that tang makes it a very comforting dish.
The gashi tastes good with either rice or chapathis or even with raagi mudde.
Life seems to be passing by too quickly and hence it is more important to live in the present and spend time with your loved ones, doing things you enjoy. And also you need to hurry up and get a batch of avarekalu before the season comes to an end!
And if we do not make time to do our favourite things, you will never get around to do them in the near future as well. Time will pass you by and your life would just turn robotic.
- 1 cup avarekalu (field/ hyacint beans)
- 1 potato
- 1 onion
- 2 cloves garlic
- few curry leaves
- 3 tbsp coriander leaves
- 1/2 coconut
- 1" ginger
- 2-4 cloves garlic
- 1" cinnamon
- 4 cloves
- 1 large tomato
- 1 large onion
- 3-6 dry red chilli (or 1 tsp red chilli powder)
- 1/4 tsp turmeric powder
- Wash avarekalu. Peel and cube potato. Slice/ chop onions. Peel and chop garlic.
- In a pressure cooker heat oil. Add onion, garlic and curry leaves. Fry till onions are translucent.
- Add paste and fry till raw smell goes.
- Add avarekalu, potato, coriander leaves, salt, water as required. Close and cook up to 1 whistle.
- Serve hot with rice, akki rotti, dosa, chapathis, ragi mudde.
- 1. You can add a small piece tamarind when grinding paste.
- 2. You could first fry the paste ingredients (except coconut) in 2 tsp oil till aromatic. Last add coconut and switch off flame. Cool and grind.
- 3. You could cook avarekalu separately and then mix with seasonings and masala and simmer.
- 4. For thickness you can add 2 tbsp avarekalu when you grind paste.
- 5. You could also add 2 tsp coriander seeds and 1/2 tsp cumin seeds for paste.
Its hard to resist anything fried till golden, crisp and tempting!!! Moreover it is the season to indulge!!! Festive celebrations are just round the corner. The weather is turning cold and wintry with rains making their appearance every now and then.
Taking in the cool air and winter shades of nature during our drive to office is enough to charge one to gear up for the long celebrations next week.
The monsoon season reminds me of school days. Of carefree days when the day`s strategy was to attend classes, play, eat, some more play, homework and more play! The rains were perhaps the best. We found delight in getting drenched in the rains. The rain drops caressing our cheeks felt like pure joy. All the sorrows were forgotten as we splashed about in the puddles. We all played and read with a spirit of togetherness. The future then seemed good and bright, even without a clear view. Life was full of happiness and bliss.
She longed to be set free. To fly away to a distant place where the sun always shone down on earth. Where the steady golden rays of the sun penetrated into all places and drove away the darkness. Where even rains did not chase away the sunlight but would fill the sky with rainbow. Flowers bloomed all through the year. To a place where she was in a harmonious relationship with nature. It fed her body & soul. She would taste food of elemental beauty.
The place would be filled by melodious music from the chirping of the birds and flowing river. The music would captivate her soul and fill her mind with positivity. And this would trigger the hidden joy inside her to break free and engulf her permanently.
All chains that tied her and kept her from her freedom would melt away, never to return.
She would be deliriously happy, forever.
There is often a long ‘to-be‘ list. No I don`t mean to-do. It`s a to-be. A list of professions you want to take up when you ‘grow up’. A list of things you would want to do. From a teacher to sports champ, a scientist or an actor. The ‘list’ is now a crumpled piece of paper, lying in a place where it would probably never be found…
“Train your mind to see the good in everything…”
The pressures of modern living takes over and rules our lives, rules the world. Countless times we ponder on the path we have chosen – jobs for their comfort but not for the fascination. Nothing wrong in it. But what`s unfitting is we let it take over us and let ourselves bypass all our core interests. The list keeps popping up every now and then and we are quick to chase it away into hiding. And then our lives are once again drenched with workload, deadlines, the traffic and all other negative elements that weigh us down.
Today`s recipe brings in a flood of memories. Memories so warm that they unfreeze my frozen fingers. It is like the warmth one feels when sipping a cup of tea. The early morning rush, the smell of something delicious being cooked and packed into colorful boxes is a sight still so vivid, so touching. Being engrossed on these thoughts is for me like a perfect antidote to wade off the winter chills! The warmth of these memories gets my frozen self back to life…
“In the depth of winter I finally learned there was in me an INVINCIBLE summer.”
The night was cold and seemed to drag on endlessly. The moon had curled up and hidden itself in the darkness of the sky. The cold winter creeping in showed no mercy on her. As she lay on her bed, staring out into the star-less sky, she could envision days ahead filled only with more darkness and frigidness from the harsh winter. Oh, where had the summer gone? When would spring come alive once again to fill her world with sweet scented roses? The night seemed to hold no promise of better days. The cold winds blowing in through the window held no signs of hope and compassion. The howling wind seemed to mock at her, laugh at the state she was in. She got up and shut the window to keep out the hopelessness of that night.
They say small towns are devoid of thrilling events. Like my native place. The place were I spent many a vacations in. Here the time stands still. The nights are dark and peaceful with the silence broken only by the fireflies. A blanket of calmness covers the whole town. It was a place we ran too whenever we craved to calm then frenzied mind. I am talking about my ancestors village. It is a village untouched by noise, pollution and all the characteristics of a modern town. It is a village of simple living, unity and hospitality. To me it is a prosperous. It is a place rich in humanity, love for neighbors, fresh air, cool breeze, plentiful of shade under the big trees. Flower blooms merrily The golden sunlight fills the entire village with warmth during the day and the with silvery light during the night. Sunrise and sunset are an everyday sight, something that is not visible in big cities.
Festivals are a time to attend poojas, meet the family and have good food. By good food I mean authentic, traditional recipes that have been handed down from many prior generations. Most of such dishes call for long and tedious processes. Yet, that does not stop many homes from preparing them all with great enthusiasm.