Wednesday, December 22, 2010

A Shot of love

The temperature is plummeting like never before.


I've been reading numbers like 12 and 15 in the Minimum Temperature (Santacruz) column. My dad has been trying to steal my quilt every night. Unsuccessfully might I add. While my mum orders me around to make her a cup of tea every 45 minutes while she corrects her papers. And then sheepishly asks me to 'total' all the marks in her papers.

But absolutely lovely weather, this.

It's chilly, and pleasant. The day shines just enough sun to give you a false sense of warmth, till it all fades away to insensitive breezes.The warmth from a good strong cuppa, or a sturdy jacket is the only kind of warmth you can seek solace in. Not to mention a stack of books, hot chocolate and a blanket. But wasn't that always a given?



Hotchoco_books



Apparatus

Milk, dark chocolate.
If in the mood for extravagance, cream and sugar.

Procedure.

Chop up the chocolate when its nice and soft.

hotchoco_chocolate

If you steal a bit of chocolate from the pile now, the taste of the hot chocolate will be ruined forever.

No, really.

Ok, kidding. Taste all you want. But please, don't gorge. *clears throat*

Pour in a cup of milk in a vessel, and turn on the heat.
Let it be on the lowest flame.

Wait till the point where the milk is warm, seconds before the point where it is to start boiling.

hotchoco_milk



Now, dump in the chocolate. Pour in the slightest bit of water. (I dont know why, but it works. Yes)
And by slightest bit, I mean like 2 tablespoon. Really slight, you know?

And stir stir stir!

Within thirty seconds, it shall look as gorgeous as this.


hotchoco_final-ish

Now pour it out in the same coffee cup you have been making yourself coffee in since your class tenth prelims.

DSC_0220
*drool*

Now, for the extragavance.

Take out a boul, and add about 30 ml of cream. ( Else, chuck the precision, just pour out how much cream is suited for a cup of yours. And add in the (same amount - a bit) of sugar behind it.)
Take out the electric beater. And Whip it!
That was a good film btw. You've got to love Ellen Page.

Coming back. Beat it for a good 3 4 minutes. Till it becomes stiff, forms peaks and holds on its on.It'll look something like this.


hotchoco_Cream


Now a dollop of cream, and grated chocolate on the top.

Since, the aim of that night was a Red Velvet Hot Chocolate, all I had to do was add a 3 drops of red food colouring to my hot cocoa. Even though you can't notice the red very distinctly now, it's there. Just as reassuring, and just as chocolaty as a Red Velvet cupcake :)

DSC_0228

Have I ever told you about the therapeutic nature of the chopping board? You can gnaw at it all you want, and it just takes it. It leaves a few scars behind, but it works.
This chopping board is a testimony of how I got over my Sem 3 result.
Really.

Ok, fine. I am joking :P

But voila :)

SPM_A0465

(Excuse the bad quality of the picture, my camera battery stood me up before the launch of the final product.)

But yet, it was all there. Now go make your self a cup, just like Shraddha did!

You are now equipped to face the winter with the most brilliant cuppa of hot chocolate.
And the fact that you made it yourself, might just help you feel a bit more warm on the inside :)



P.S - Word of advice. Never, EVER order the hot chocolate at Gaylords. Just, don't.


Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Of history, our times and kaju feni.

I was lucky enough to catch a talk by Ramachandra Guha the day before.

Worship them or hate them, but you've got to love the IIT guys for giving us non JEE crowd the opportunity to watch such greats speak 10 feet before you, at MoodI.

The first time I had heard of him, was from one of my seniors. He wouldn't stop gushing about how brilliant 'India after Gandhi' was. Which is when I read upon his work, and was absolutely blown away.

The second time I happened to stumble upon his name with the help of this post. I remember spending an entire evening on the Ray and Keshavan website, and admiring the brilliance of his brand designer wife, Sujata Keshavan.

Coming back to yesterday.
I remembered the rush for registration before Harsha Bhogle's talk at MoodI last year. So I was worried I might not be able to get a chance to hear the man speak if things go horribly wrong.

Fortunately or unfortunately, there was no rush for registration. And when the time arrived, the FC Kohli auditorium was only 60% occupied when Ramachandra Guha strode in a casual blazer.

He took no time in absolutely charming the crowd. He opened with a few quirky statements about how his relationship with MoodI was close intertwined with kaju feni.

The man then wasted no time in speaking about his book. He spoke about Mahatma Gandhi, he spoke of Nehru. He spoke of the pre and post Independence thinkers of India, the 'makers of modern India'. This was the first time I heard a historian speak, and to be honest, I was speechless.

I was in complete awe of this mans sheer knowledge, his intellectual honesty, his fluency with the words he used. Fluency to the extent that any line picked out from today's talk could've been easily quoted and printed at the back of some book. (To pick out an instance, I particularly loved this line he spoke. About how it's come to a stage where "India is governed by people with power but no authority, along with people with authority but no power". This was in reference to Sonia Gandhi and Manmohan Singh respectively :P ) But more on that, another day.

During his interactive session, he read an excerpt of his latest book, which included a quote by B.R Ambedkar.
"In India, 'Bhakti' or what may be called the path of devotion or hero-worship plays a part in politics unequalled in magnitude by the part it plays in the politics of any other of the world. 'Bhakti' in religion may be a road to salvation of the soul. But in politics, 'Bhakti' or hero-worship is a sure road to degradation and to eventual dictatorship."
This is what this man said in his last speech to the Constituent Assembly.

Just this one quote gives us an idea about the quality of thinkers in India up until 30 years back.
With this one quote, not only did this man establish what would later be a fundamental reality in current day politics, but he also very cleverly managed to answer the question before the question was even stated.

But sadly enough, most people in this country don't even know this statement of his. Let alone, remember it. Forget understand the brilliance in the subtlety of it all.

I cant really speak for my parents generation. Neither have I lived through the Naxal movement, nor have I faced the Indira Gandhi tenure at the parliament. They might have some valid reasons, but what is our reason for not being aware? For not trying to be aware? For not caring? For not pushing the envelope a bit further?

We elect youth icons, and forget about them in 2 months.
We bad mouth the system, and then we forget to do our bit in the selfish pursuit of a career.

It's stupid to live in the hope of a person to come and transform a democratic nation really. But it's not that stupid to live in the hope of a generation who just might transform a democratic nation a bit by bit, by transforming itself at the basic level, by creating and taking that middle path.

I read Mark Lilla once write that, "In our politics, history doesn’t happen when a leader makes an argument, or even strikes a pose. It happens when he strikes a chord."

Luckily,we have people who are doing, and acting.
What we need now,are some thinkers to keep us inspired, to keep us acting, to strike a chord.

Where are the current thinkers of Modern India, you say?
They are being recruited by Facebook for an inhuman pay package.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Every Grain of Rice

It was in class eight that Zee Cafe became responsible for getting me addicted to the Gilmore Girls.

They talked so fast, and they talked so true, it was hard for me to not be in a total awe of them.

It was during one of those early school days Sundays, when I used to be glued to the sofa in my pyjamas all day, that I heard Sookie freaking about how her risotto was sent back by a customer. She then went on to make risotto for the rest of the episode. Back then, I thought "Wow. Such intricate things people eat. There is so much of sophistication to be experienced in life."

6 years later.

"Oh pish posh! Let's make risotto today!"

You can say I have started my sophistication journey earlier than I had expected, or that engineering has made me become more fearless to try out supposed 'intricate' food. But the explanation I like best is, I have a 2 month break, I want to cook and Italian food for the win. :P

So here it goes.

Apparatus required

2 tb spoon oil and butter each, 3-4 cloves of grated garlic, 1 chopped onion (maybe more if you'd prefer), about a cup of rice, 4-5 cups of chicken/vegetable stock, 3 tb spoon of cream, salt, pepper, and cheese svad anusaar!


Procedure

Heat a pan, add the oil and the butter.
Once it heats up, dump in the garlic and then the onion. And watch them sizzle, and give out one of the best aromas imaginable.


Risotto_saute


Once it all starts looking greasy and translucent, pour in that cup of rice. Coat the rice with this oil, butter, garlic and onion mess.


Risotto_rice1

Once this is done, start adding small cups of the stock into ze rice.


Risotto_stock

If you want, you can pretend the rice are people and have a loud sadistic laugh pretending to be an evil clown drowning a city full of people.
(Though it is advised that you skip this step if there are people at home. Else, you will be at the receiving end of uncomfortable questions from your mother. Er, um. No. I have never done this.)

Keep stirring the stock and the rice. Within a minute or so, you shall see that the rice has very conveniently absorbed all the stock.


Risotto_<span class=yetipaw">

Is i just me, or does this freakishly look like the Yeti's paw? Subliminal messages, you say?
*shudder*

After all the stock disappears, add another cup full. Keep repeating this, till the rice is soft and cooked. That will take about 20 odd minutes.
You'll also notice, that the rice will have grown. It's absorbing all that chicken stock no?
The little rice people will be fighting for space.


Risotto_growth


While this is happening, keep some grated cheese ready.


Risotto_cheese

If you show great self restraint, and don't steal a few bites of the cheese at this point, they say you go straight to heaven.
So of course, I am going to hell. (I mean, look.at.teh.cheese!) *drool*

Anyway, once the rice is cooked, add the cream and the cheese, and stir it around for 2 min or so.


Risotto_creaminess

Just, the creaminess and the smoothness of it all makes you want to cry a bit.


Now, don't forget to add salt and pepper in the end.
Serve it out. To feel extra Italian, sprinkle on some mixed herbs or any herbs that you have.
It's all about the taste really, who cares about precision?

And, the final touch of coriander will make it look oh so pretty.



Risotto_3



Risotto_final2



And you're done.

Now, please. Do yourself a favour, and go make yourself a plate.
Fearlessness is the only quality you truly need to in the kitchen :)

And now, please excuse me, while I scrounge on left overs.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Pepperland


Mumbai weather has been unusually kind to us city folk.

When your bare feet hit the floor in the morning, they are icy cold. The blanket has become a life support of sorts. And of course, jackets and hoodies are making their appearances after being stuffed at the back of the wardrobe for months.
I feel the 2007 winter rushing back all over again.

The only thing that can make you enjoy this winter better is that mug of coffee. And if you crave some umami, you better reach for that reassuring bowl of Onion and Cheddar cheese soup.

Apparatus required

2- 3 tablespoons of butter, 2 medium sized chopped onions, a clove of grated garlic, a bit of flour, chicken/vegetable stock, milk and cheese (Cheddar preferred).

Procedure

It's simple as hell really.
You heat up the pan. Add the butter, watch it melt furiously. Dump in the onions, and saute them. Here, you are recommended to stop for a second and just smell the brilliance of butter and onions.

Once the onions become a bit translucent, add a bit of grated garlic. Then, shake it up baby now, shake it up baby. Twist and SHOUT! Twist and shout! C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon baby now, c'mon baby. C'mon and work it on out, work it on out!

Ok, sorry. I think I lost track there somehow. *mutters**stupidbeatlesplaylist*
Coming back, add the tiniest amount of flour to this mixture. Maybe a tablespoon or so. Any flour will do. (Even if you don't, I doubt the Earth will blow up) You see that this soaks up all the butter. It's the funniest thing. Anyway, just plop in the stock at this point ( It depends on the amount of soup you'd want to make) and cover it with a lid for a good 5-7 minutes.

Once you take of the lid, the most gorgeous smell will hit you. Don't panic. Such levels of awesomeness in food, do occur.
Add salt, and pepper. Taste it.
(Don't you love the fact that you get to keep tasting the food at stages to "check the flavours"? Who cares if it brings down the final amount to half the originally intended amount!)

Stir it up. And finally, add milk. Not a lot, maybe half the amount of stalk you added. If you have an urge to be extra unhealthy, and desperately want to make you jeans feel tight at all places, add cream as well. Two minutes more on the stove, then tip it over in your bowl and you're done.


Refrain from slurping still. You need to add the final crumble of cheese (Cheddar preferred. It's not too salty, and just perfect), and another dash of pepper.

And there it is, winter bliss in a bowl.




The first slurp, will be these thick creamy taste hitting you like a truck. You can taste the sinful butter, the chicken stock, the slight sweetness of the milk, and the most amazing little tiny kick of that garlic.

It's unbelievable how thick and delicious this soup is.




And the melting piece of cheese crumbles on the top just add another dimension to it.




Good ol' toasted bread goes perfect with this. Garlic bread, even more so :)


So do yourself a favour, and make this steaming reassuring bowl of soup already.
You know you want to.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Oh, honey honey!


For me, it always starts with that inexplicable widening of the eyes and a 'I need to do this right now' message running through my head.

If I fall in love with the idea of a particular book, I will drop all and run to the bookstore to get a copy. And of course, I wont sleep until I finish it. If it is a random song I fall in love with, I shall listen to it on loop until the lyrics are embedded in my memory. If my mum asks me to clear the table on a 'Monica' day, I shall not rest until the kitchen and the fridge is spotless. Well, you get the picture.
It's with every little thing I do. It needs to happen that very instant, or I shall die a restless soul.

This is the incident of 2 days before I had to leave for Kolkata. I woke up in the morning, dragged myself out of the covers, switched on the laptop and sat with my orange juice to decide my IMDb Top250 movie of the day. It was precisely at that moment the 'ping' of my feedreader caught my attention.

A few hours later, I was dazed and wide eyed. Total credits to the food blogs of course. These images of food later overflowed into a lot of conversations I had that day too. Many people accused me of making them hungry minutes after they finished lunch. I got a bunch of angry phone calls from a couple of mothers too. It seems they had to cut short their afternoon nap, to feed their kids for the second time. I was talking of food in THAT much detail.

This one particular recipe caught my eye, and looked fairly simple to make. So I decided to take the plunge.



Spicy Honey Chicken , they call it :)


Apparatus required

A bowl, a spoon, boneless chicken, vegetable oil, grated garlic, cumin powder, coriander powder, red chili powder, salt, (and anything else you have at home, which would make sense. I tried to be cool and added something on the lines of a pinch of 'Chaat masala', and something brilliant smelling called 'Meat Masala' :P ), and honey.

Procedure
Apparently, all you need to do is mix everything in the bowl minus the honey. Check for the taste, balance it the way you'd prefer (Extra spicy, lemony, whatever) and just marinate the chicken in this mixture for 5 minutes. Place it on the grill for 20-25 minutes.
Voila!

Oh wait, and finally, just coat on a layer of honey on the chicken which looks and smells gorgeous by now. Let it be on the grill for another 5 minutes. And then truly,

VIOLA!

(Can you believe how ridiculously simple this is?! Of course I had to drop everything else and make this! )



This is how tender the chicken was. A bit crunchy on the outside, and moist on the inside.


Lets take a closer look, shall we?



Can you see the sweet honey rolling off the surface?
The balance of the sweetness of the honey and the heat of the chili powder is something which has always fascinated me.

There just happened to be some Mexican rice leftover.



The most satisfying lunch for one in a long time.




Next time, prawns! *snicker*