Tea Time Gossip (Chai pe Charcha)

I am steeped in the legends originating from the mountains of China and the world still wonders how I was discovered. I am tiny, very tiny and yet I can fight the scariest and calm the nervous.  From the mountains of China, I saw the world beyond and started my journey. From the royals in Europe to the street vendors in India, I have seen it all. I even met the little boy Santiago. He knew that in order to save money and return to Tarifa he had to find a way to get more customers into the grouchy merchants crystal shop. So he started introducing me to all the wary travelers on their way to Mecca. Soon the shop was flourishing and Santiago was rich BUT still torn between returning home or continuing his journey further to fulfill his personal legend. I wonder if he ever met “The Alchemist?” Maybe someday I will meet him again in the bazaars of Tangier, Africa.  Today, centuries later my simple green form has evolved into a multitude of colors and aromas. Some call me Green tea, some call me Black tea while others call me Herbal tea. Deep down I am just tea, a simple tiny leaf that was mystically discovered in the mountains of China. 

It’s all about tea. While the history of of its discovery continues to be a legend, the taste is not. Tea today is no longer for the royals. It belongs to the common man. The common man who sits under the roadside Banyan tree and sips tee to fight the scorching summers in India, or the common woman who sips it, on her plush desk in the USA, while taking a Skype call. Tea is everywhere.

Chai or tea is today the National drink of India – officially or unofficially, it really doesn’t matter, it is India, after all :)The credit for this goes to its current Prime Minister – Narendra Modi.  Like the President of the USA is the grandson of a cook, Modi was a tea seller, and when the opposition mocked him, he started the “Chai pe Charcha” and branded the mockery to one of the greatest political victories in the world. “Chai pe Charcha” translates to “Tea time Gossip.”  Gossip isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It is when the brainstorming happens, it is when the mind relaxes and says, ok let’s be friends and do something meaningful, it is when President Obama recognizes the subtle symbolism and acknowledges the lack of “chai pe charcha” in the White House. Such is the magic of Chai.

So today’s blog post is about Chai. Not the history, you can Google that. Today it’s about HOW TO MAKE CHAI – the Shilpa way 🙂

Growing up, mom would  make a flask of tea every morning and my parents would start their day with a cup of tea. This was their time to catch up with each other, plan the day and maybe the week ahead. The ‘cup of tea’ would stay filled till the very last drop 🙂  Surrounded by tea lovers, interestingly, I never learned to enjoy it until a few years ago BUT I did learn to make it and make it well. Like everything else in cooking, I learnt the basics from my mom and them made up my own versions.  In India, guests are like missionaries of God, they can come and go as they like, and when they come, we serve them Chai. So if you are a daughter in a social household in India, chances are growing up you make a lot of chai and practice does make perfect. One such afternoon, I was making chai and a very dear uncle asked me “pati bethi gayi, translates to; Did the tea leaves settle down?” I asked him what he meant, and he explained, when you pour the tea into the cup, there should be no tea leaves in the strainer, that’s the sign of a good quality tea.  I was confused, how is that possible? If there are tea leaves, they will be in the strainer, right? He further explained that if you boil it right, they will settle down and so started my  journey to make sure those tea leaves settled down.

As I mastered the “Art of Making Tea,” I realized that adding milk before in half and half quantity like it’s traditionally done, never worked. The tea leaves always floated on top. So I reversed the process. I developed my own way and name. I call my style of tea making “The Punju Chai.” Chai is Indian for tea and Punju is slang for Punjabi often synonymous to North India.  Punjabi’s are North Indians and in some remote ancestral way descendants of the Aryans ( I think ;)) The difference in tea;  Punju chai is chai (tea), for there is TEA and then there is TILK (coined by my dad, once he approved my tea:)).  TILK is milk + tea. Punju chai also has milk, but very little, just enough to kill the slightly bitter taste of black tea and TILK typically is lots of milk, and when I say lots.. it’s almost  half water that is boiled together to make tea. How can that be tea? 

The flavor of tea is so delicate that adding milk and boiling it to glory kills the flavor and aroma of tea, what is left is boiled milk with something that was tea – that’s TILK in my world. 

So here’s my way of making Chai – the Shilpa way 🙂

It’s all about the Kettle 🙂  Measure or not, pour in the water, add the spices and let it boil. My favorite spice combination is cloves and cinnamon, but there are many and you can mix and match them all from fennel seeds to ginger to mint. As the flavors seep in, you will notice the color of the water changing. At this point, the water is ready to embrace the tea leaves. I typically put one tea spoon for one cup of tea.  Let this boil for about 2 minutes, and then add milk. How much? That’s the tricky question – I add till I like the color 🙂  In about 4 cups of water, it’s not more than a quarter cup of 1% milk. It’s very little milk and that is why it is very important to not over boil the tea leaves as that will make the tea bitter.  After you pour in the milk – let it boil once and then turn the heat off and pour in the magic. Add sugar or not and enjoy a culpa chai !  Notice the absence of tea leaves in the strainer – that’s key to good Punju Chai. 

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ENJOY YOUR “PUNJU CHAI”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Agnostic Believer.

She was born with skin as white as snow and hair that shone like gold. Beautiful like the heavens above, the warriors and sailors were yearning for a glimpse. From the fair skinned Aryans to Alexander the great, followed by the Mughals and the Europeans; it was hard to resist the tantalizing stories of her mystical beauty, so they came and came again and slowly took it all. The warriors knew that a family so old, holds its roots strong so they created walls. Walls that led to barriers and even bigger dividers. It wasn’t until a weak petite soldier stood up one day and said enough is enough and started walking miles to create salt and fight the gold diggers. People laughed and said, break an empire with salt? He said sure, and like a turtle, he slowly and steadily won the race, making her free again.  and so was born modern India.

India was free and once again welcomed cultures from far and near; but something was different. The abundance was missing, the brotherhood was gone and there was a new ruler, the people called him God. God he was present in all forms. Some thought he was dark complexioned while some thought he was fair like the Aryans who came centuries ago. There was confusion, but the people of India were used to rulers, after all they had had so many of them, so they followed again and they continued to let their God govern their decisions.

When things went wrong they prayed to him and when their wishes were granted, they thanked him and went on with their lives. When things went wrong again, they believed in him again and prayed, but this time their wish wasn’t granted, so they went and sought advise from a neighbor who claimed to have a direct connection with God. The direct connection said, “to get something you have to give something too.” The giving happened and created huge houses where God lived with his direct connection. They lived in luxury while his disciples sat outside waiting for a morsel; and so continued the story of India, until an alien space ship landed and out stepped an extra terrestrial.

The extra terrestrial was stark naked like truth and he walked the earth with bare feet.  He knew no language for the purest thoughts are felt and not spoken. He then saw another one who looked at him, excited he ran to meet him, but this other one, while he was similar did not feel the same.  He had wickedness in him. He stole the aliens only possession – his communicator to his home planet and ran away. The alien didn’t know what do now, so he started walking in the hope to find his remote communicator.  In his quest, he learnt the language and started asking questions. His questions were confusing to the people of India. They thought he was ridiculing them. The started saying “PeeKay hain kya,” which translates to “are you drunk.” The alien in his innocence thought they named him PK, and he was happy he had a name.  His questions continued, and when India got tired of answering his questions, they finally  said, “we don’t know, ask God.”

God; thought PK, and so started his journey to find God.  He went to the temples, they told him to go to the church, he went to the church, they told him to go to the mosque, he went to the mosque they sent him back to the temples. He thought maybe it was the wrong kind of God. He looked around; he saw people praying to stones, praying to trees, worshiping cows and it only made him more confused. He asked more questions and finally met the “Man of God.”  The one man who said he had answers to all the questions for God spoke directly to him. PK challenged him and all who listened to him.

His questions were simple and yet baffling. So is the story of the newest Bollywood hit movie PK.

PK, the  movie; brings forth the bigotry of Indian religion in a humane and fun way. Opponents or theOM - Chanting Om, brings peace  to our minds. puritans have criticized the movie for its attack on Hinduism thus missing the whole point of the movie. The movie does not attack Hinduism, but rather brings forth the point that hinduism like Swami Vivekanand said “is a way of life.” and not a religion confined by set guidelines. Every state in India celebrates Diwali (the most revered Hindu festival) in a different manner, then how can it be a confined religion. Hinduism is more of a belief.  Over centuries of slavery and blending of cultures, religion crept into culture of Hinduism. I may be wrong, but at the essence of Hinduism is OM, perhaps you have heard it at every yoga class. What does it mean? Again, its entirely your interpretation, some say it is the Holy trinity, some say it is the infinite universe and the very embodiment of our soul.  There are as many interpretations, as there are people.

The movie shines light on the fact that a very large majority in India are agonistic believers in denial.  While we know that God does not want us to walk bear foot for miles to have our wishes fulfilled, we still do it for the fear of God.  This includes me too. I know that God is not going to punish my family if I don’t stay hungry and thirsty all day, and yet every year I look forward to Karwachauth (the most sacred festival for a Hindu married wife) but only if you are from Northern India. Wives from Southern India even though Hindu are exempt from this, they have their own rules 🙂

The movie is 3 hours long, but it doesn’t for a moment have a dull moment. It is a brilliant narrative of the adage “faith begins where logic ends.” It is brilliant for its capability to shine light on a delicate topic in a non threatening manner. So the question is why is it generating such a conflict of opinions, I think; because of the ending.. the movie rather than having a “all is well” Happy Ending, leaves the audience with questions in their mind. It does not give any answers, which personally I think, is again a stroke of brilliance, because religion is very personal.

It left me feeling agnostic and yet I am afraid to stop believing.

Blessed I am – are you?

Very excited today to be sharing a guest blog post by a very dear friend. She had asked me to do a blog post on college memories…. and for me college was a mixed bag of emotions, happiness entwined with pain, mystic, confusion, anger and in the end amazing friendships.  So I quickly turned it around and invited her to do a guest blog post.. and I have to say, her perspective and and capture of Techno is brighter than mine.  So, here you go. The moments from Techno by a very dear friend Seema Abhale. While I was trying to understand why I took admission in engineering ( I still wonder how and why I ended up there :)) she had it all figured out and today is the proud owner of Prakruti Environmental Engineers. The girl has successfully established a business in an industry that has traditionally been dominated my men.   She is everything you would a friend to be. I hope you enjoy the innocence of this post.

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BLESSED I AM _ ARE YOU?  by Seema Abhale. 

“And there I stand in the centre square of the Faculty of Technology & Engineering of the renowned University The Maharaja Sayajirao Universtiy of Vadodara,wondering whether it’s a dream or really I am at the place which I always dreamt to be as a kid!! Ooouch… i am really there!!

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The entrance to the College. Little did I know that I will build lifetime of friendships here.

I had always known this place but today as I stand here I am totally lost; as though the place is flooded with same race; can hardly see anyone known! Timid, publicly shy as I am; started my stride through the crowd towards the steps that took us to the lobby where my class would be. My heart is pounding of anxiety; the most exciting day was about to turn to be the most gloomy for not having any known friends around and then my watery eyes saw a face that instantly brought a smile and hurray there I see a girl whom I recognised at once! Not that I knew her since long but she was the one who was ahead of me while taking the admission. We did exchange the names but I hardly remembered but did remember her face – how can one forget such a beautiful mysterious face. But the happy moments are momentary; we were placed in different classes!!! Anyways for a happy girl like me the fact that someone know is around was enough and so the journey began….

Few days passed and one fine day I see a little girl with bouncy hair in a frock and shoes coming to the class along with the boys. Not very clear what but something in my heart said that she is the one with whom I can be friends with. Shy character of mine restricted me from starting a conversation and so few days went by analyzing though started being friendly with the boys – classmates!! And soon made friends with most of the classmates and also with the one which brought smile to my face on the very first day!

I am still trying to adjust in the environment and the exams days were announced. Was astonished to see others getting tensed and I am like – so what! Like time waits for none; exams came and went but the actual fun is when results are out

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The surveying lab, where we all gathered to TRY and learn. It was more of a break from sitting in the classrooms 🙂

I was never a studios student but always scored distinction in the school so was confident of it while looking to the result sheet on the notice board. And what; my exam number is not listed in for Distinction!! I scrolled down thinking maybe a first class but no I don’t see it…I keep searching for my number but didn’t find it in second class too…. I scrolled to the last grade Pass class and my face beamed like a sunshine – there it is – the very first one!!! Always contented and happy the way life placed me I was happy that I passed and so did my new friends. The days passed with a new learning each day and a remarkable one is that we have to open the window for atmosphere to come in!!! (which I religiously follow today also!!)  While I Am still trying to adjust with the university environment, new friends, new learning’s and exploring the ways to find fun in load of term works and the tensed atmosphere; year end is declared and soon we had to face the exam. This time had to give my best shot so can get transferred to a better stream of engineering. Results are out and yes I passed out and also did get a change in stream from IWM to Civil (is it better is still a question) but then am happy as had made my own place in the lobby!!

The year started with the shuffle of students and I got separated from newly made friends. The new class had more girls then the earlier one but seems they didn’t like my face! Except for one tall slender beautiful girl sitting on last bench with a spark in her eye and slight curve to her lips which attracted me and I shared the bench with her unaware that she would turn out to be my friend for lifetime. I found a new friend but still I longed for the break time when I can meet the other two friends. Days passed by with routine sharing of hi hello and a smile and when did it turned into mingling for short and then long gossips, term works, group reading and sleep over; I also really don’t remember – maybe that’s what is called friendship! and so evolved a gang of four which turned out to be the notorious gang due to its mix flavor of being naughty hotty and intelligent! A gang that dared to challenge the opposite gender, played pranks with both the genders, engaged in day long discussions at times arguments and still managed to be friends with all.

But as we all know that what has started will come to an end and so did these carefree days too. We now gathered in the auditorium to receive farewell party from our juniors; felt as if it was just yesterday that I was standing in the center square of the faculty all alone and today we are seven – seven different individuals with diverse qualities woven in an invisible bond – Friendship: a relation that is created by us which is beyond any expectations. It’s the space where we can be ourselves, speak of our mind; see what we like to see and hear without prejudice; so very eternal. Blessed are those who are able to get connected in such divine relationship – yes I am!!

Seeeemmmaaaa … wake up its morning! Don’t have to go to the office…”

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FACULTY OF TECHNOLOGY AND ENGINEERING. M.S UNIVERSITY, VADODARA.

 

 

Dear 2014

Dear 2014,

It has been interesting getting to know you. Truth be told; at first I didn’t really like you, in fact the dislike moved into despise status very quickly. Today, I am not angry at you. You may find it strange but I think you brought A Christmas Carol alive for me this year.

Like the ghost of the Christmas past you took me down the memory lane only to make my fiction a reality in this space. You adorned the beautiful robe of the Christmas present and kept my faith alive by showing me how much I have to be thankful for and finally instead of being the wary ghost of Christmas future, you dressed like an angel and taught me that future is in my hands. It is my choice, I can make it or break it.  You showed me that life evolves and being static and stagnant is anti-life.   

Life evolves and that is the only truth. Being static, adamant and stagnant is the beginning of all problems. The adamancy leads to conflicts, unforgiving attitude and in the end isolation and bitterness towards all things beautiful. It is self defeating. Every time I took a step towards the static life, you gave me a jolt and woke me from the silent slumber to re-evaluate the life around me and like a good friend got me back on track. 

There have been quite a few jolts this year, and every time  you proved that no matter how tragic the event is, it is in me to come out of the event with a renewed sense of faith and belief. I am sure you’re wondering why am I thanking you when just two days ago I was blaming you for taking a perfectly happy person away from this world and today I am not.  You know why? Because today you brought another wonderful person to our home… some one I had not met for almost two decades. This wasn’t planned, it was sudden. Amongst all the gloom, you brought in a fresh new perspective, you introduced me to a friend who is just as full of life, proving that no matter the stances, life always thrives. There is always a sign. We just have to believe. Believe I will. 

Your friend 2015 is right around the corner waiting to knock and enter our homes. If you can, request 2015 to bring in some peace and positivity. The world needs it. There is so much unrest in this world today that reality often appears synonymous to dystopia.  Let there be peace in 2015. Let the magic of Santa stay alive in this world. Let the mind believe in the transcendental thoughts of a North pole filled with little elves rushing to make dreams come true. This fiction makes our reality more beautiful and gives us the strength to believe again. happy-new-year-2015-greetings-hd

2014, I will not miss you, but always remember you for you showed that life is full of Imperfections. It is these little daily imperfections that culminate at the end of a day to make a perfectly beautiful life. That’s just how the world is. It’s filled with shades of bright vibrant reds to melancholy yet calming blues.

Life.. its Imperfectly Perfect. 

Farewell 2014. Welcome Home 2015.  It’s a New Year. It’s a new start. Let’s go… 

Looking forward to it with new faith and hope. 
Shilpa.

 

 

 

 

Copycat or not?

Building this website has been an interesting experience. I did not do it from scratch. Outsourced it to a company WebMechanic (www.webmechanic.in) in India and they very quickly grasped the vision I had and helped me complete Phase 1 of this website. Hoping I can take it to Phase 2 :). To make the first phase come alive, I had to train myself to think of the different angles and this time as a user. Amazing what happens just by sitting on the other side of the table 🙂

One of the things I started thinking about was “copyright statement.” Should I just take it easy and insert the standard cliche’ statement that basically says if anyone tries to copy anything, they can be sued. Yes, it’s okay to laugh at this point. The copyright statement on most personal blogs is laughable. How many of us have the time to follow up on a person who downloaded a recipe or picture and posted as their own. I know I don’t. If I had that much time and money, I would be vacationing in an exotic land faraway.

I also thought about this seriously because recently I got an email from Pinterest that they have removed two images of Hawaii from my board titled – Places to travel, because someone reported copyright infringement. Thank fully the person did not go any further. It got me researching, so yes, unless it’s your own creation, anything that does not belong to you and you Pin it is copyright infringement.  Now, I am not a lawyer or a brainiac, but that too me defies the whole purpose of having a Pinterest account. But anyways… lesson learnt – I have stopped Pinning.

So to keep everyone and myself sane and so I don’t have to watch my space like a hawk all the time.

Here’s what the copyright statement on my space is going to be.

“Let’s Conspire to Inspire and Aspire! 

From Khan Academy to Tesla Motors it’s about creating minimum barriers. It’s the era of Open Source and copyright law is obsolete. It’s about enriching ourselves and all around us. Imitation is the best form of flattery, said the wise.

So go ahead, if you like something; copy it with a tip of the hat or not, improve it and share the improved version right back.”

That’s my copyright law. Some say “Imitation is the best form of flattery” and some say “It’s better to fail in originality than succeed in imiation.” No right or wrong, it’s a perspective.  Make no mistake though Plagiarism is a different thing. Taking an idea and improving upon is not the same as taking someone’s poem and doing a copy and paste. That is wrong.

The above twist to the copyright law applies to my other territories too. Friends in the past of told me to start selling the tests and quizzes I create for my kids so my kids could ace the school tests and get the much needed A’s and A+’s.  Standardized tests are definitely obsolete but that’s an other blogpost. For now, selling education an absolute no no for me. Sharing knowledge is what made all the advances possible. From the different fonts in Apple to the word processor in Microsoft, copyright infringement was not able to stop the transfer of knowledge. Sure you can fight and argue about it, but with zero results. The only winner was knowledge itself. Modern man lucked out for the fathers of science and the writers of the past did not know about copyright law. Slide1

Education and knowledge cannot be valued and that is why I have a high level of respect for companies like Khan Academy. It is exactly what the education world needs and now if only this could be applied to a college degree also.  There are companies like Udemy and Coursera that are changing the world of higher education too. The paradigm shift in educaiton will happen, but will take a little longer.

Meanwhile, in my own little space I want to build a community where the collaboration happens.  A place where we can tell each other, that, yes what you did was brilliant but I found a way to make it better and here is the secret. A place where there are no secrets.

Copy right law may not be completely obsolete as of today, but obsolescence is knocking at it’s door.

A vegetarian Thanksgiving.

“Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more.
If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.”
Oprah Winfrey

Such a simple thought and yet so difficult to practice. Just as activities expand with the availability of time, so do our desires with the availability and the widespread culture of shopping around Thanksgiving.

Historically, the roots of thanksgiving goes back to the harvest season and the pilgrims, but for once, I am going to skip the history, because the idea of families gathering to share a wholesome meal brings warmth and a smile to me.

Most holidays are centered around kids, Thanksgiving is not. It’s one of those days that you have to be a grown up to appreciate.

The world Thanksgiving, conjures up images of a turkey, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes and pie’s galore. For a vegetarian family or at least when the chef in the family is a vegetarian, it poses a different dilemma, how does one combat the challenge of making it all vegetarian and yet have the family enjoy it.

This thanksgiving, like every other year have been invited to a friends for a gathering filled with food and laughter. Appreciate and thankful that she takes the time every year and includes us in the celebrations.

It’s going to be mostly a vegetarian affair at her place, with some bird 🙂 So thought of sharing a few of my favorite vegetarian dishes that work for holiday potluck dinners. What am I taking this year? The Vegetable Biryani.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving Wh. Count the little blessings, the big ones will come automatically.

SWEET POTATO WRAPS.

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Dicing sweet potatoes takes the longest 🙂

Saw this idea originally on www.showmethecurry.com  and I thought it was brilliant. You can choose either red or white sweet potatoes. I tried both and settled on white. I added a few twerks and this is how it goes.

Dice sweet potatoes into small squares. This is the longest and the hardest part for this dish.

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Cumin seeds can be used instead of Panch Phoran. You can also skip this, if you don’t have either.

On high, heat some oil in a wok, add some Panch Phoran (its a five spice mix of fennel, nigella, cumin, fenugreek and mustard seeds.)
If you don’t have this – no worries, you can use cumin seeds and if you have neither – don’t worry, just kip this step. Add a pinch of ginger and lots of crushed peanuts for the crunch and texture and saute for a minute.

Allergic to nuts – Add finely chopped celery and green peppers instead.

No allergies – Add it all 🙂

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Sweet Potato Wraps.

Add the sweet potatoes and stir fry on high till they start feeling tender. You can test the tenderness by pressing a little with your spatula. Once a little tender.. Add the magic ingredient, Sriracha Sauce.

Yes, squirt in Sriracha depending on how spicy you want it to be, add salt to taste, stir fry for another 5-10 minutes or more if you like your sweet potatoes a litte mushy, cook for a few more minutes and your done. Top with some finely chopped green onions. If you don’t like onions.. cilantro works well. If you don’t like cilantro.. top with some dried cranberries. If you like them all – its your lucky day.. add them all.

TO ASSEMBLE:

Take some lettuce, un wrap the leaves slowly _ I haven’t quite figured out how restaurants have those perfect lettuce cups, but I am sure some day, I’ll find out. Buy an extra lettuce just in case you don’t get the perfect cups from the first one.
Add the sweet potatoes, top with your favorite sweet sauce OR do what I do, I take a basic Indian tamarind sauce, mix in some Sriracha and it tastes like heaven 🙂
Ok, now you know, one of the secert ingredients in my pantry is this Sriracha sauce. No need to re-create the wheel, the makers of this sauce do an amazing job. Save yourself some time and use it creatively for the most amazing flavors. FYI.. it works very well with Thousand Island dressing too 🙂

VEGETARIAN BIRYANI

Biryani takes it’s roots in the Persian culture. It probably took centuries and many trade routes to reach India. The word Biryani originates from the Farsi word Birian which basically means “fried before cooking.” Guess mom knew this, cos she always washes the rice, then stir fries with ghee an cumin seeds before adding the water and letting the rice boil. Scientifically, the stir frying breaks the gelatin layer of the rice and allows for a separate grains rather than them being stuck together

So that’s what you go to do first, take any long grain rice, wash it, stir fry it with rice and anise seed. Another favorite of mine and oh so aromatic. True to its name, it is a star ingredient.

Sorry, did not take pics of rice cooking 🙂 and I cooked it in a pressure cooker.. so did not stir fry. But it took literally 5 mins to make the rice.

Since I already have the rice, I am stir frying the veggies (any hard vegetable works; onions, green peppers, cauliflower, carrots, green beans, mushrooms – cut them all length wise,) with anise seed, some cloves, cumin and bay leaves. You only need to add some salt and cayenner pepper to taste now.

Decided to make it in a Tagine, since there is nothing better to do today than cook. It’s going to take it’s own sweet time. Once the vegetables get tender. Layer the rice with vegetables OR do what I do, I just fold in the rice.

I like the rice to get the shades of color due to the spices.. makes it look so much more fall like than being plan white 🙂

Enjoy.

ROASTED MEDLEY: Cauliflower with Red pepper sauce.

This is a very easy recipe and can be prepped two days ahead of time.

For the Roasted Red Pepper Sauce: Buy the peppers: Only Red or a mix of red, yellow, orange works too. I usually roast them in the toaster oven at 350, till they start looking roasted 🙂 Sorry, have never timed it. But you will know. The aroma fills the house and they are ready to be taken out. You can turn them after 10 mins or not, it works either way.

As the peppers roast, take your head of cauliflower. You can choose to marvel at the beauty and magic of nature for a minute and wonder how it creates such perfect symmetry without any tools and gadgets or take your favorite knife and go for it. It’s a personal preference.. You can either cook it as a complete flower, chop it into big florets or chop it into smaller florets. This time, since its more kid friendly, I chopped it into medium size florets.

Now mariniate them. Add salt, cayenne pepper (not too much as you will be adding some in thesauce too,) add about 2tbsp of ginger, one or two cloves of garlic (if you like them, if not, the cauliflower still loves you ;)), a pinch of oregano an thyme, squeeze in just a tad bit of lemon juice and give it a squirt of olive oil and now just mix till they are evenly coated. Then you can store them in the refrigerator till you are ready to bake them.

Meanwhile, your roasted red peppers are beginning to cook.

Once cooked, take them out and let them cool a little – toss them in the blender and give it a twirl, till it is a complete smooth paste.
Now take a saucepan, add some butter – let the butter brown. Which basically is a fancy way of saying, on medium high, let the butter burn for a little – u want it brown not black 🙂 immediately lower the heat, stir profusely as you add cumin powder, some oregano, thyme and cayenne pepper.
And add the roasted red pepper puree.
Keep it on low, add salt to taste and a fist full of finely chopped cilantro. If you don’t have cilantro.. that’s ok.. skip it.
Now cover this with a splatter screen and let the sauce simmer on low for a good 30 mins.
Once cooked, you can freeze it or use it for anything from cauliflower to pasta to pizza.

ROASTED MEDLEY – Cauliflower with red pepper sauce.

To assemble, just add some sauce in a oven safe pan, add layer it with cauliflower, add some more sauce and bake at 350 or 400. This for me depends on if I have other things to do at that time or not.
If you bake at 400 – you have to keep an eye on it. If at 350 – you can easily forget it for 30 minutes 🙂 and then check it with a fork to see how tender it is. I like it when the cauliflower can be separated but its not mushy.

Serve hot over rice or as a side with bread. It is YUMMM!
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