my abu once said that you cannot trust a human who does not like aloo. when I was sixteen and I pointed at a pretty man on a humtv drama, my abu sat me down and gave me the talk. the potato talk. it goes something like this: if you ever fancy a man, ask yourself if you can give up aloo for him, if you can't he's not the one. if you want to marry a man, ask him about what he can do with potatoes other than mashing, boiling, frying and grilling them. if you're ever in any kind of boy trouble, poison his aloo parhattas. he told me that the day you realize that aloo is not just a vegetable, it's a way of life, will be the day you'll fully blossom into a woman. and not only did I blossom, I became a life size potato myself.
a month ago, I was on a quest to find 'Gunde fries with ketchup' - you know, the kind you eat when your folks aren't in the car, the ones which have vip written on their little paper boxes. And it's so hard to get their ketchup stain off of your fingers. So, I just couldn't find them. But like they say, God surprises you in the best of ways. I stumbled upon a cart, nestled outside Alfatah called yummz. Though I saw them selling sweet corn, I could smell my aloo in the deep fryer. I ordered one of these bad babies - a potato swirl. It was almost the start of Ramadan, and women and weeping children were rushing out of the store with bottles of rooh afza and my mother had sent me to do the same but I stopped- for the aloos from the night before had given me butterflies in my belly. The yummz guy fried the swirl, coated it with cheese and barbecue flavored powder and wrapped my little child in someone's board exam question paper. Packing a ketchup mayo sauce to go with my street dish, he handed the brown packet to me. Carefully, in the car, I unwrapped it and ate it in the most disgraceful way possible - by licking the tangy masala off of it first so that no one would ask for a bite, and then slowly chewing my potato away.
Dinner today was truly special .. Chocolate brownie baked at home , some baking after a really long time, six years to be precise. Our convection microwave oven underwent several repairs and now seems functional. And glad to get a wonderful result despite an unscheduled power cut throwing us into a bit of trouble.
Aloo toasts / aloo sandwich, simple aloo or potato (boiled) cooked with onion and spices, filled in between bread slices and toasted to crisp completion, served with tomato sauce and tamarind chutney.
Hope the oven stays functional and looking forward to more baking experminents. 😃
It's been a wonderful Saturday!