So he's back! Sans curtains, of course. There was no way that was happening. And I knew that when I asked but the sheer thrill of asking for them was too much to pass up on. The insane request was met with the longest and most expensive silence that made the trans-Atlantic lines sizzle. That sudden unexplained static you heard? Yup! Now you know what that was.
As I sit back and analyze the whole situation, I wonder: what happened to me? There are very few things I really
want and even fewer that I really
need. In fact, the pictures I post on my blog are a silent testimony to the old and tired stuff that I have. So I was rather amazed at myself when I came up with this long shopping list.
I rationalized parts of it by saying
the books are really for Medha - and they are. But they are also for me. I haven't read anything half decent for years. By the end of the day, my eyes are just too tired to read small print. Audio books have helped to a certain extent but I need to get back to reading because I miss it so much. I was always found with my nose buried in a book. Then Life happened, stresses increased. I stopped reading. It's not even like I watch TV. I don't. I feel isolated and pushed into a corner, even though I read the news voraciously. I have tried to get back to reading without much success. I saw a lifeline in Medha: Easy to read books. Large print. A "together" activity. Win-win all around.
But, what about the rest of the list? Try as I could, I could not understand this need to
have. Where was I going to keep all that stuff? Oh my! I desperately need to detoxify! A few years ago if anyone had told me that I would covet stackable
katoris made of stainless steel, I would have laughed my head off. Of course, it is nice to ponder over all these things once you have the stuff you wanted! More than slightly upside down, dare I say. I need to get back down to earth. What better way than food. And food for the soul.
Chitkyachi bhaji
Chitkya, guar, guvar are cluster beans that are firmly ensconced in traditional Maharashtrian cooking. In our home, they were always on the menu whenever there was an auspicious occasion. My mother made these in three different ways: with
bhopla, with
kale vatane or by itself. The recipe remained pretty much the same. I particularly loved the version with
kale vatane. It made the veggie dish even more earthy for me.
The cluster beans I got at the Indian grocery store weren't anything to shout about but, on the other hand, getting fresh produce in the kind of winter we've been experiencing
is something to shout about.
Kale vatane are dried black peas that I have not seen in any regional cooking apart from Maharashtrian and Goan cuisine. (If you are familiar with this legume in other cuisines, please let me know!) One
kala vatana, many
kale vatane. My mother used to special order these from an old doddering fellow, who also brought us the best turmeric powder, red chilli powder, tamarind and other spices sourced from Sawantwadi to Nagpur in Maharashtra. I remember a time when we didn't see him for months and the story was that he had passed away. We mourned his loss and our loss till one day the doorbell rang and there he was, like an apparition, at the door. He had been very ill and it took him months to recover and get back to his business. We urged him to retire but he said he wasn't doing it for the money anymore. He missed the joy he brought to so many homes when they saw him with his heavy bags, filled with spices and hard-to-find grains.
What is great about these dried black peas is that they hold their own - in flavor, texture and shape - when paired with cluster beans. Good quality
kale vatane were hard to find in Bombay, and they are just not available here in the US. So when I quizzed some of my more learned friends over at
Another Subcontinent, I was told to try
French Green Lentils or
Puy Lentils. I had never heard of these nor cooked with them but I found them easily at the local Wild Oats. (Thank you, Lee!)
Puy lentils are like a chubbier green version of masoor (red lentils) and, like
kale vatane but unlike masoor, they hold their shape. They also have a taste, again very different from masoor, that made them a great substitute for
kale vatane. These green lentils are also used in salads. I was really quite thrilled with how delicious my chitkyachi bhaji was with these lentils.
- 3 cups of chopped guvar
- 1/4 cup French green lentils
- 1/4 tsp mustard seeds
- pinch hing
- 1 tbsp of jaggery, shredded
- 1/2 tsp red chilli powder (more if you want to up the heat)
- 1/4 tsp turmeric powder
- 3 tbsp oil for the phodni
- 1/4 cup water
- salt to taste
- Cook the 1/4 cup puy lentils, preferably in a pressure cooker. One whistle and it's ready. I let it go to 2 whistles by mistake and some of the lentils sort of got mushy. Most of them were still OK, as you can see in the pictures. If they are not cooked in a pressure cooker, it could take up to 45 minutes on the stove for the lentils to cook.
- Heat the oil in a kadhai or wok.
- Add mustard seeds and when they start popping, add hing. Add turmeric powder, red chilli powder to the oil.
- Then increase the heat to medium-high and add the chopped guvar and stir so that the phodni coats the vegetable completely. The beans must be topped and tailed before being chopped. 1/2inch to 3/4inch is a good length to chop these into.
- Add the jaggery, salt and toss.
- Add water, lower the heat to medium-low, cover and cook till the guvar is almost done. About 10-15 minutes.
- Drain the cooked puy lentils and add them to the kadhai. Add salt, mix well and cook until the beans are completely cooked. And there you have your earthy chitkyachi bhaji.
- Serve hot with rotis and pickle.
Cluster beans in India are smaller and less plump than the variety we get here. I also found that I did not need to string the beans. I wonder if these beans have been developed to be string-free like French beans or if the species we get in the US are naturally string-free.
Once this was sitting pretty in my belly, I was back to pondering what happened to me and where I will keep the stuff that he did deign to bring back with him...
