This popular Indian dish is served in various ways. People from Gujarat blast the brinjals, skin and pulp them and serve it with chopped green onion, white onion, green garlic and raw powdered masalas with loads of oil. This is usually eaten on a cold day with bajra ka rotla and jaggery. Those in the north however cook the brinjal pulp yet again with onion and tomato and masalas. Some even add yoghurt. I prefer the double cooked version without the yoghurt.
What’s however interesting is that the roasted and pulped brinjal is also used for a lot of Mediterranean dishes, the closest rival is the classic Baba Ganoush or the egg plant dip!
After a hard day at work there’s nothing like coming back home to soul food. For me that’s absolutely basic indian food or ghar ka khanna. Hot roti’s with ghee, dal, potato sabji and a bowl full of yoghurt. Nothing and I mean nothing comes close to the happiness this simple meal gives my stomach.
I’ve cooked it in a earthern pot, but you could use any deep dish of your choice. If you want the potatoes to crisp up use a thinner base.
Nothing lights up my husbands face on a weekend morning better than a breakfast of eggs Benedict. And yet it took me quite some time to master the Hollandaise sauce-the most important ingredient of this super awesome buttery sauce. It either went to sour or had raw egg yolks! Thankfully never got scrambled.
But once you’ve got the technique right, you’ve to stick to it and not try to many innovations except for flavour additions.
When strawberries are in season, my fridge is always full of them. They go into my protein smoothie, in a pie, as a sauce with meats, into a spinach, onion and strawberry salad and now into these super crunchy chimichangas–inspired by Pinterest.
It’s not often that a deep fried product comes out of my kitchen. Actually except for the indian pakoras and festive time puris nothing sees oodles of oil. But this one time I decided to sin on a Sunday afternoon! Blame it on the luscious berries.
I’ve always, always wanted to cook in an earthen pot. It’s almost like this kind of cooking takes you back in time, kind of connects you to your ancestors. And the flavours that seep into the entree….simply organic! This kind of a pot is not easy to get, and once you manage to buy it, it needs to be made ready for the process of cooking–a two to three day process. But once the pan is ready, you’re reading to go! What’s more you can use this pot on a gas top, in the oven on even on coals.
The quintessential summer food, this is one of my favourite sandwich! Easy to make, meaty, with the right amount of fresh crispy veggies and barbecued ones and lots and lots of mustard. YUM! If I remember my history right, the dogs humble origins can be traced to Roman emperor Nero, whose cook Gaius may have created the first sausage, unknowingly. In Roman times, pigs were starved a week before they were slaughtered. While watching over the kitchen, Gaius realized that one of the pigs was roasted without cleaning. He stuck a knife into the belly to see if the roast was edible and out popped the intestines–empty because of the starvation diet but puffed from the heat. Gaius then stuffed the intestines with ground meats and spices the sausage was born!
Of late all my food has the most important “free” word of which butter-free, sugar-free, oil-free and flour-free are my favourites. But to be able to use all these ‘frees” and turn around a traditional dessert into something refreshingly fabulous is an uphill task that requires several rounds of R&D.
For years together the apple pie has been my go to food. Be it a happy occasion or a pick me out of the dumps cooking session, the flavours wafting from the cinnammony-applee-buttery- pie cooking in the oven do things to the mind beyond one’s imagination. So to take this dish and convert it into something my diabetic husband could enjoy was always one of my goals. When we decided to cut away from self rising flour, I resorted to the humble oats and almonds to create the right bite. It tastes as good as the traditional version, what it lacks is the buttery crumble, but if you don’t mind add a dollop of butter when you bring the crumb together.
This one comes from my hometown, Diu a lazy little coastal town in Gujarat. For a long time Diu was ruled over by the Portuguese and they’ve left a smattering of beautiful structures all across this town and its neighbour Daman. My forefathers hailed from Diu, in fact we gain our surname Divecha, from here. We were rich land owners who had their own oil factory called oil-garni (place where they draw oil out of seeds) and an ivory business. Today, none of it exists and most of the family has moved to the metros. Sadly I’ve never visited Diu and the only part of it I am familiar with, is its cuisine.
It being a coastal town, fish is the main ingredient of the meals here. Yup unlike what people know of this is a fish eating Gujarati community. This one is my favourite recipe and it calls for fresh green garlic and fresh green onions. Though traditionally its made with loads and loads of oil, I prefer to make it with just a tablespoon of olive oil! It’s best enjoyed with a roasted green chillie and rotlas–made with millets–sorghum (jowar) or pearl millet (bajra).
Here’s another all-time Diwali favourite. You know its kind of strange no matter how many times I think of making these savoury items during the year, the only time I actually get down to doing it, is during Diwali, when I find the time (I don’t know how) to put together 11 different high intensity cooking dishes, and yet it doesn’t tire me out.
This version of the recipe, is specifically designed for Diabetics and those on a diet. I made 1 kg of the chivda with just 1 tablespoon of oil. What’s more its ideal to munch on when hunger pangs hit.
As a child, I loved these fried crispy circles that I would devour layer by layer. What was even more exciting was to get the one entire ring out without it breaking midway and the tiniest ring was tried onto the little finger as a finger ring. And the name well, that was another story. We call the bird sparrow a Chakli in India! My sis and me had this ever lasting joke, we’d always tell our mom to fry sparrows for our snakes (snacks) and would giggle about our carnivorous lifestyle…but that’s all a good 30 odd years ago. These memories do however light up the tiring moment when you standing on your feet for two and three hours frying up these crispy bites.