Let’s go with the #icecream 

The pink #guava #icecream  sprinkled with a mixture of #redchilli powder & salt. I’m a big fan, you would be too, if you like the taste of it..

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The last time I was in Cochin, when I asked one of the ice cream guys to sprinkle red chilli powder and salt over my guava scoop, he looked at me as if I was delusional! How I wish I could make him see this picture.. Shock wasn’t exactly my reaction when my darlings came and told me about it, I was more amused. They bought me a scoop, waited for a reaction .. 

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but I wasn’t prepared for the memories of many afternoons spent on a certain guava tree in the yard of my maternal home with my #cousins during school summerhols… It was quite similar to Gusteau’s run back to his childhood with his mother with a bite of Remy’s ratatouille (in the film)

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Food does that too, but not in my wildest dreams did I think that an ice cream combo would bring back memories as far as when I was 5 years old.

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The Bombay anytime snack

Of course, the vada pav also has a history.

Land in Bombay in the wee hours of the morning, there’ll always be a vada pav and tea stall open, nearby. Late for somewhere, but hungry… Grab a vada pav. It again comes to the tummy and walley rescue. It is one of those on the move edibles, the Indian cousin of the burger, smaller in size, easy to eat and the best part which I love, nothing protrudes the other way when I bite into it from one side 😊😊 (that does not mean I don’t like burgers. I love burgers, but I love to eat it in the comforts of my room, not caring whether the mayo is dropping on the plate or my tee or that my hands are getting dirty…) At times, I take a knife. Cut the burger up into smaller bits, so it becomes easier to hold in my little hands (oh yes, I have small fingers, people who have met me can vouch for that) so that said, let’s come back to the vada pav. 

I wanted to share this video Vada Pav Inc. 

PS: If you are in Hyderabad, step into Universal Bakery. They serve these humongous chicken burgers… Yummmies! 

The Mango Weekend continues

During scbool days-summers, one of my main rituals in the morning, almost daily, was to make Mango Fool. MJ would help me pour them into bottles, and store them in the refrigerator.. So that when we come back tired from all the games and plays in the sun, we can go straight to the refrigerator, open it’s door, and relish the chilled mango fool to our heart’s content. Mango Fool is ripe mango blended with an amount of milk/cream and sugar (if needed) to get this creamy texture. I don’t really know how it is different from a milkshake but that’s what we have called it ever since childhood. 

 I’m inundating the blog with mango pictures. The mango weekend continues … We all have mango memories.. Would love to hear .. 

Paper Dosa 

It is an adventure, this paper masala dosa. Requires an entire side of the table to set, a lot of patience to dig in, and a tact to keep the table manners while at it

#mondaymusings

No words to explain. Taste it if you are near one of these icecream counters. 

Breaking fast on Sunday …

Breaking the night long fast on Sunday morning with Poori, one of my all time go to items if I have to pick from a menu. I wake up at breakfast time on Sundays whenever the hostel folks serve any kind of poori…. 

The Chicken Stew 

The stew, a meat/fish/vegetables cooked in coconut milk, is a traditional Syrian Christian breakfast accompaniment with bread/appam especially on Easter and Christmas in Kerala. The one in the picture is a chicken stew which was had with Appam. Appam is again a Kerala Christian breakfast item on the menu, the second course during any major celebration. Made from rice powder, coconut milk and sugar fermented with yeast or the local toddy. 

Another H to end the day

Food at the beach! 

I met this woman as I made my way to the beach. “She has brought everything she had from her kitchen” commented a friend. We moved on a little further and found that she was not the only one who had packed everything from her kitchen. As we made our way further down to the beach there were others. And all of them women, they sat in a line, with their eatables spread across under the shade of clumps of casurina trees lining the beach.

They had a spread of cut fruits, salted nuts, sharpened knives, and coloured powders, when mixed together and served in small bowls made from palm leaves (i think) makes delicious snacks – especially on a hot day after a dip in the beach, fully drenched from the salt water and toppled by banana floats. 

I envied them that they were at the beach everyday, enjoying the beach air, of course, they were there earning a living, but it seemed fun to me, may be not to them. Or it could be that they just work out pleasure and work together. I wish they do enjoy their job.

#foodtales : A fishy meal in the middle of a lake

 

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“If my folks see me now, relishing fish, they’d think it is not me at all.” I’ve always told this to my friends when we order fish and I happen to finish it off. Because I’m partial to the meats over fish, and consequently, whenever I take a second piece of fish for a meal at home, the family starts to chant, “the fish is quite tasty today” 🙂

I come from a coastal area in India where fish is one of the main items on the table during a meal on a daily basis. But I’m not much of fish eater. But that doesn’t mean I don’t like my fish, I do, but there is always a but, and my friends never can believe I don’t like fish as much as they do.

So that said, this meal in the picture was at a restaurant in the middle of a lake in a watery part of Kerala. As they were surrounded by water on all sides, they served fish as the only non vegetarian item for lunch. A meal I took time to finish, but relished. The vegetarian dishes were equally tasty. I’d recommend their aviyal any day. A satisfied me, and a clean plate.