Sometimes you’ve got that craving you’ve just got to take care of. And sometimes you’ve got to resort to those frozen thingamajigs. But who said it was just, shove ’em in the microwave and zap’em? Read the rest of this entry
Category Archives: The Things I Eat
The sadhyas of Travancore are a study in methodical complexity and ritualistic fervor, comparable only with the elaborate Japanese Tea Ceremony. Right from laying down the ‘thumbela’ with the ‘thumbu’ or tip to your left, to the way you fold it at the end of the epicurean delight, there is an order and significance to each step that is rigorously followed. The sadhya is a bow to every fine art that elevates man above the rest of his fellow creatures.
The serving of the several dishes itself is an exquisitely choreographed routine performed between the narrow aisles of banana leaves, by seasoned artists, with the nimbleness and dexterity that would do a Russian ballerina proud. It takes years to perfect that pirouette to serve the kichadi on either side, in one fluid motion without missing a single leaf or spilling a drop. The assembled sadhya itself is a visual treat – a beautiful painting with its perfect balance of colour and texture or a blockbuster with the perfect cast. Read the rest of this entry
There’s an easy way to test if one is from Nagercoil (or thereabouts). Just offer him or her chips. Yes, good old banana chips bought from any random place out of town. Chances, are, the Nagercoilite will say, “No thank you,” or just take a couple of them for the sake of courtesy and munch on them half-heartedly. Read the rest of this entry
(This was published in http://www.yentha.com way back in 2010, which explains the Justin Bieber reference. It’s 2013 now and Bieber boy is but a distant memory. If I did not mention this here, I would have to face the wrath of my daughter, the ex-JB fan.)
A couple of weeks back, a friend of mine called up and asked me to come over to her place; but she would not tell me why. There was barely concealed excitement in her voice, which piqued my curiosity, and I hurried over. She told me to close my eyes and smell what was in the oven as she held open the door for me.
How true is the saying that the meek shall inherit the earth! Just look at the humble masala dosa going places. After finding place on The Lonely Planet’s Guide to ‘Top Ten Things to Eat Before You Die’ the Masala Dosa, and the generic dosa as such is gaining new converts the world over. And with Dosa Fan clubs mushrooming all over the social media I thought it was time to pen my thoughts on this staple Indian favourite.
We natives of Nagercoil are snobs. At least when it comes to certain articles of food. We cannot help it. We have grown up with the best and it is a tad difficult for us to settle for second best.
Let’s start with the plum cake. Yes, THE PLUM CAKE! The one that is available at that old vanguard of all things baked in Nagercoil – Greatest Bakery. Take a bite into a slice and then you will know why we find it difficult to join people who wax eloquent over the more popular brands available elsewhere, with a straight face. Read the rest of this entry