I am not to reason why ,
I am but to eat and cry .....
not literally though..!
Any talk of food by me draws a jibe for my wife who is blunt enough to point out that I care for food and food only.
She is a self appointed nutritionist in my case who decides what to eat and what not to keeping in view my advanced age. So no excess Proteins in diet which according to her do more harm than good past a certain stage.
So no Rajma will be cooked for the two of us.However, it becomes necessary to cook Rajma, when kids come visiting and I get a chance to savour the delicacy.
Another food item I like is the Baingan ka Bhartha, which she cooks from time to time , though not the way my mother used to when round shaped baingans were put on angeethi and rotated &;turned till the pulp would start oozing out. Then those were fried with masala and left to cook. My wife , not to take any chance,cuts them into pieces and puts them on the gas burner in a kadahi to reach the pulp stage. I must say these also taste good.
I am taken back to my University days, when we 2 -3 friends were day scholars and invited to lunch by our boarder friends in the Hostel mess. In fact they knew my predilections for Rajma & Bhartha and by chance both were on offer together at the same time.
A friend from Haryana would add a liberal helping of desi Ghee brought from home.
Lip smacking delicacies indeed, the taste still fresh in memory and mouth after 45 years !
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