Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Under Pressure

I never realized that using a pressure cooker would involve so many casualties. The spotless white ceiling of my kitchen now sports a lovely lemon yellow color of boiled moong daal. The tiles on the walls (again in white) will have to be cleaned. The gas burner is bubbling with daal and the kitchen board is waiting to be wiped. Somebody should have told me not to remove the weight while the gas was still burning and the cooker was spouting full steam.

They say, I am lucky to escape without any injuries. Whoa! Who wants to step outdoors for adventure when it is lying in wait right indoors in the kitchen? My escapades in the kitchen if chronicled astutely could make one Robin Hood hang his head in shame. Like burning my hands and face while trying to fry fish. The mark on my face is a tiny one that is fast disappearing, but while it lasts, it serves as a testimony, that I have for a fact fried fish at least once. Like burning the cauldron while trying to make chicken curry. I managed to fit in 12 chicken drumsticks in a small wok. It was tough moving them about the place and so while some remained raw, over melted, while some got charred. I will remain eternally grateful to the angels who ate it with an amused smile, but nevertheless ate all of it – raw/cooked/burnt.

In the meantime, I have experimented – sometimes with reasonable success. Like using salsa sauce in pasta with a little bit of cold milk – it actually tasted good. And used shortcuts: like using packaged frozen vegetables instead of fresh ones in my sabji. Meantime, there have been disasters – like using tomato sauce to make fish curry look brighter and using chat masala with mustard paste – ugh!

Cooking is about Chemistry – says Ma. You have to mix the right ingredients at the right time and voila! You have created magic. Helping me to churn out the right chemical reactions are people who I can never forget: SB, SM, AB, AD. Beginning with rice, to daal, chicken, fish, chutney…virtually all avenues of Indian cuisine were explored. The taste of AD’s cabbage curry and shrimps still lingers. So does SB’s mutton and SM’s fish and AB’s cauliflower in curd (really!) I pledge to always remain jealous of those people, who have mastered the art of making food, taste good. Someday, when I get there, where you are, we shall exchange notes!

7 comments:

Everyman said...

Lol! It's good to see someone who shows a spark of the talent that I have in the kitchen :-D Only a spark because i had a terrible time trying to turn the gas stove on!!! There is a post on my blog titled : On what could have been cooking. Read that for more details..

Not to worry though, u being in the company of ur friends, ur cookin is bound to get better..

Loved going thru ur reviews on DON and that acronym..I have become an SRK hater-ever since Kuch kuch hota hai..thought kareena looked ravishing in that song though I havent watched that movie :)

Thanks for droppin by..looks like i shd be coming here oftener...

Anwesha Chatterjee said...

@Shain: I agree..Kareena looked ravishing!!! :-))))))

Akash said...

he!! he !!! chaliye jaan, ma'am .. thamben na!!! shudhu ekta kotha mone rakhben ... amader shubhechcha apnaar saathe aachhe!!!...

Anwesha Chatterjee said...

@Akash: :-))) haa haa haa...thank you!!!

APUGONNAB said...

Phew! Those are many a slips between the cup & the lip.. Am proud of u - u have emerged a winner in the kitchen-dom! I must learn from the master!!

P.S - I is back!! :D

Anwesha Chatterjee said...

@Aparna: great to have you back! Hope life is good!

Anwesha Chatterjee said...

@Sayan: Yeah, I am also missing Highstown!!!! Where are you these days?