Well, that’s the latter part of October and then November gone by in a blur of travel, and bleary eyes from a nasty bout of the flu. It’s been a bit quiet here, but hang in there, folks! The blog will be active again soon, I promise . 🙂
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It’s the start of Autumn, temperatures are heading south, and we’ve all but retired the salad spinner. I’m looking at hearty, warming recipes, and it seems like a good time to bring on the pork and beans!
In Coorg, pork dishes that combined pork (dried and smoked) with vegetables, bamboo shoot, or beans were typically prepared during the monsoon, This was when the stored and preserved abundance of Summer was put to good use.
My maternal grandmother may just have been a bit of a pork purist. As a rule, she didn’t care too much for pork commingling with vegetables in one pot! The only exception she made was when she cooked a particular dried pork dish into which she’d toss a few potatoes. I, on the other hand, love it cooked in combination with crisp greens, delicate squashes, starchy potatoes, and of course, with beans.
Living in Vancouver, you’d think the prospect of rainy weather wouldn’t be the biggest attraction when heading out on a vacation. Ah, but this wasn’t just any rain – it’s the monsoon in India!
So I jumped at a recent opportunity to spend a short time at home with family and friends, soaking in the sights and sounds of my favourite season.
Naturally, much of my time was devoted to revisiting some of the wonderful foods that are such a part of my monsoon memories of Coorg. There was plenty of baimbale and akki otti, kulaeputtu and maddu puttu of course, because it’s good for you (and I just happen to adore it!).
One of the most effective ways to counter jet lag is to hit the ground running, or, as I prefer, walking. So I convinced myself that arriving in Bangalore to heavy monsoon rains and muddy streets was not an excuse to huddle under the covers and retreat into the twilight zone.
Ignoring hysterical TV reports of overflowing lakes, fish swimming in the streets, and mighty traffic jams, I set off to walk through an old, familiar neighbourhood. Having once lived quite close to the Madiwala market, and driven by it many, many, times over the years, this seemed as good a time as any to visit it. read more…
One of my favourite places to shop in Vancouver is a somewhat chaotically run Persian store that carries a smallish but interesting range of products. The selection of foods – including cheeses and preserves from Eastern Europe and Turkey, rice, spices, lentils, and most of all, the fresh produce – makes it a magnet for a multi-ethnic clientele.
Inching along in the invariably long line-up for the check-out, you’ll hear what I can only assume is “Oh my goodness! Is this where the line ends?!” in languages ranging from Russian and Farsi, to Spanish, Cantonese, Tamil, and Punjabi!
Whether you’re sorting through a pile of okra, flipping nopales, or picking up big, fragrant bunches of herbs, or unripe plums and grapes, there’s a a good chance you’ll get into a bit of a chat with a fellow shopper.
Besides joking about the bazaar-like muddle (complete with trampled fruit and vegetables underfoot) that is the store, the most common topics that come up in conversation tend to be centred around the fresh produce. Queries like “What do you make with that?” and “What do you make with that?” are traded back and forth.
Most recently, while delving into a box of plantains in the store, a curious fellow shopper who was reaching for the riper fruit, asked what I was going to make with the “greenest ones” I was searching for. The short answer was “pan fried plantain with Indian spices”.
A few more shoppers joined in the conversation, and every one had a favourite and unique recipe suggestion, using both unripe and ripe plantains.