Maavina Midi Uppinakayi | Baby Mango Pickle

As soon as the Mango season began in early April, baby green mangoes were making their appearance in mounds in markets everywhere here in Bangalore.

The very sight of baby unripe mangoes just like “baby anything”, is simply irresistible. It must be the size. Miniatures are always so irresistible. Especially tender, baby unripe mangoes which we locals call as Midi Maavinakayi or simply Maavina Midi. Because, they mean one thing. Awesome oil free pickles!

People buy as much as they can to preserve, to consume a little now and more throughout the year until the next season arrives.

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Grated Amla (Nellikayi) Murabba

Murabba means sweetened fruit preserve and Amla Murabba is a favorite of many Indians including yours truly. All through the years we lived in the US, quite often I lamented over the unavailability of fresh gooseberries. Frozen ones never really counted for me.

So, when we moved to India almost 9 months back (the reason I have been missing from this space for all this while!), one of the things that I had to catch up on was savoring local produce from the market, to make up for all that I had missed over so many years. Continue reading

BasaLe Soppu Koddel |Mangalore style Malabar Spinach Sambar

BasaLe and Pearl onions

Leafy greens are a part of our meals most days of the week. Spinach, Fenugreek, Dill, Amaranth, Chards, Watercress or any other fresh finds from the Indian store or the local grocery stores, a few of our favorite recipes for which you can find here, here and here.

Basale Soppu (Bus-uh-lay) as we call it in Kannada or Poi leaves as sold in the Indian store is not just a leafy green to us. It is a special creeper that ties us both, Mr.K and I, to our fond childhood memories.

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Puliyogare Gojju | Homemade Tamarind Concentrate for Puliyogare

Puliyogare gojju recipe

A 50 year old red-oxide floored kitchen; a huge bubbling baandli (kadai) sits on a gas stove next to a south facing window in the brightly lit corner of that kitchen. The white wall behind the stove turned somewhat brown is spattered with black-brown blotches. A middle aged saree clad lady stands facing the window vigorously stirring the contents of the kadai, her eyebrows cringing, her arms covered in a towel to avoid all the vicious spattering.

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Thondekai (Tindora) Godambi Sasive Anna | Ivy Gourd and Whole Cashews – Coconut Mustard Rice

Tindora Mustard Rice kadai

I have come a long way in my relationship with Thondekai (Tindora). Progressing in stages from being perfect strangers to distant acquaintances for years on end and out of the blue, to being very much in love now. Not a love story that I anticipated, but glad that it happened.

ps: Be warned of a picture heavy post.

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