Showing posts from March, 2010

Instant Lemon/Lime Pickle

(Instant Lime Pickle in Marathi)

Everyone has at least one pickle that they like. My favorite is God Keri, sweet mango pickle with lots of masala. It takes very long time to make that one., for that matter all the pickles are time consuming to make. And to top it off, not all the pickles can be eaten immediately after they are made. I remember my mom making the pickles in summer. My brother and I would go with her to pick up nice crunchy and most sour mangoes from market. Then that night she will soak them in the water for 10-15 minutes and scrub, wash and dry and let them completely dry until morning . Then next day she will make the masala, make the tadaka and start cutting the mangoes. She would take only the raw mangoes. Then mix masala and tadaka and fill the cleaned, dried glass bottles. Cover it tightly and not let anyone touch it until its ready to eat, in about 2 months. Chili pickle, Lime pickles also had similar deal. It used to be very time consuming way of making these p…

Celebrating Three Years of Blogging With Gavhacha Cheek

Today we are celebrating Gudhi Padava. It marks a new year and new beginning. Its more joyous occasion for me as today I complete 3 years of food blogging. Lot of things have changed since I started blogging. I started with writing in Marathi and later changed to both Marathi and English and now completely switched to English. Writing in Marathi comes easily to me while writing in English gives me opportunity to share traditional Marathi recipes with all my non Marathi friends. Will I start writing in Marathi again? May be! But today lets concentrate on bloggiversary And is there a better way of celebrating the journey than sharing a traditional recipe?
Summer vacations were great fun back when I was in school. Going to different kinds of camps was not an option, at least in the town I grew up in. There was no TV so main entertainment used to be either reading, painting or playing outside. Playing outside in hot sunny day was not an option because mom would call us back as soon as we…

Blog Bites #1: Mixed Beans in Pressure Cooker

One of our friend, lets call her 'A', is very famous for her funny cooker stories in our friend circle. She has about 5 cookers in her kitchen but only one works (at least it did when I last spoke to her). One doesn't have gasket working, other two don't have safety valves. She forgot to add water in one and other was on stove for very long time. Fourth one is old and I am not sure what is wrong with it. All these four cookers are of different sizes and are made by four different pressure cooker companies in India. Recently one of our friend 'V' was visiting India and A asked her to get some gaskets and some valves. And on the second thought she actually asked her cousin to drop it off at V's house to save her a trip to store. Cousin left with a big package and V thought it might have some goodies like bakarwadi, pedhas etc. V had to open the package up as she couldn't fit that in her bag. All she found was various sizes of gasket, various valves, vario…

Jire Khobaryachi Amati

... Amati with Coconut and Cumin.
It couple of years ago on a weekday afternoon, I had to go to DMV for drivers licence renewal or something of that sort. Even with proper appointment I had to wait in line for couple of hours and by the time I was done, I was hungry! I did not even get time to eat lunch before I left for the appointment. My friend S lives close to DMV and knew about my DMV visit. She called me to have lunch with her just few minutes before I was done. She had prepared simple Amati-bhaat for quick lunch before I head back to office. That was one amazing amati served with piping hot rice (and no ghee, I should mention). It was most satisfying meal I had in a long time.
Sometime later that year, my friend N and I had gone for a Gulam Ali and Talat Aziz's gazal concert. The concert got over late and we wanted to have dinner together. But we both did not want to eat out either. Her father in law was with us and he preferred eating home that day. N again made the same a…