Memsaheb's Khanakhazana and Mirchmasala

What does cooking mean to me? Cooking meant staring at my mother bringing forth mouth watering samosas and delicious biryanis in the kitchen from apparently inedible ingredients. I wondered if I could ever become a magician like her. Ma didn’t like having me hanging around the kitchen. She would shoo me out saying, ‘You will always have to cook all your life once you are grown up.’ Occasionally I would manage to sneak out a samosa before the whole batch was ready.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Butter Chicken

Butter chicken

Butter Chicken

The solemn owl and the black bird are wooden whistles that have come from the Eden Project in Truro in Cornwall. They must be wondering at the fuss I make over Dinaer. But it was worth it all. Kyar

Singh had just out done himself. The decoration of cream was done by Guddu. This was savoured by Dinaer for next day’s lunch as well.

Labels: non-vegetarian