“Hey Chilli Chilling out?”
The small fresh green nestling in their dozens in a plastic
pack peered at their larger older cousins fresh Byadgi who had been biding
their time in the confines of the vegetable basket in the cooling cabinet. Byadgi snorted, looked down at the younger
but stronger cousins who frequently exited the cabinet at the beck and call of
the humanoids. Eight of them with their power of 50000 Scoville heat units had
waited their turn wondering if they were to form part of a salad unit without
any hot make up or perhaps be presented with the opportunity of a more special
unit the Mirchi ka Salan. A chill ran down their shiny green smooth skin
excited at the prospect of being part of a more royal dish than just end up at
the lower ranks doing ordinary routine spicy jobs.
“Hanging in here waiting for our turn. We only do special
projects “
The snub was apparent to the small green ones who were stocked
up with Capsaicin.
The humanoid did turn up on the weekend excitedly yanking
the Byadgi who went green with envy.
They knew they had to get rid of their
stock of capsaicin and instead be ready for a more friendly stuffing of a paste
of sesame jostling for attention with the humble peanuts and dried coconuts who
had lost their water but retained strong oils and a few fenugreek seeds. Byadgi
waited while they warmed themselves on a black pan for 8 minutes. Byadgi looked
on indulgently as they rustled together tanning themselves and grinding
themselves to a beautiful dark chrome paste.
The humanoid had now tossed dollops of olive oil and made
music with mustard and cumin and allow friendly visits from ginger bits as they
all jumped around in the hot dance and slipper floor of Olive. Byadgi then
decided to make a grand entry and eased themselves into the oily pool.
Finally the sesame coconut fenugreek paste jumped into the
fun and frolic and everyone sloshed around as byadgi embraced all of them and
basked in the temperamental mix
Common salt waited patiently knowing they had to go and
control the enhanced atmosphere. They looked back at fresh green coriander leaves
who looked pleased with their cut selves. They knew they always got special
seating and allowed to retain their color and place on the top.
Byadgi settled into a pleasant peace waiting to please the
palate of the hard working humanoid.
Also excited to meet their starchy friendly carbohydrates.
“Hey you Gluten”
The round roasted carbs smiled back as they bloated with pride.
They were happy to finally meet the MIrch Ka Salan after boring daily rounds
with the lentil curries.
The carbs shouted back “Let s salanbrate “and jumped in with
the Byadgi
(This is the offbeat description of the Mirch Ka Salan of a
happy cook on a boring Sunday morning. If you feel it is cheesy please wait
till you read about the Aubergine travails next week as they do the Bharta.
While you sneer and exit please thank me for the recipe ;-) )
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