Yesterday the day began so early. Got up and saw two tensed roomies hovering around my room waiting for me to wake up since I had already switched of my alarm twice in event of trying to sleep five minutes more. There was so much to be done. They say a lot of imperfect things make one perfect picture. I totally believe in this now since we had an awesome team built here while cooking this lunch for friends.
Initially the ideas for the war strategies were pouring in. Menu was a tough choice because we were probably handicapped with our limited supply of cooking ammenities, and capabilities but finally with some external (foreign hand ) support we managed to pull of this secret operation successfully. Paneer Nawabi (Just assorted veggies mixed with paneer and tons of gravy, Raita / Salad , Parathas (indian form of bread) and ice cream it was going to be.
Cutting, Chopping, grating and then more mixing and sauteing and other such words that served in the third order of the Cookery army ...took part in this massive operation.Pots rallied and it was the pans that won over.The spoons had an upperhand, heat was a detrimental factor since constant cooling was required for all the soldiers either in the form of warm or cold beverages.
The onions were slaughtered and the potatoes mercilessly boiled in hot water, Tomato puree sacrificied it's life for the curry's sake and the cocunut oozed out some oil before taking it's last breath.However all was invain ! The paneer nawabi had to be made and had to be made soon.The paneer itself tried hard to stick around, froze and then gave up when the bold microwave took over. It was a battle trying to pepper in some sense in the paneer but little did the paneer understand that it's difficult behavior was only making the warriors more determined in the tasks to eliminate all ice and drown it in blobs of red tangy sauce.
The onions minced and mixed with some corriander were sauted, the puree added and a truce was signed after the paneer compromised and gave up finally after a tough battle that lasted a good ten minutes. Operation Paneer Nawabi was over. Objective accomplished.
On to the next battle the warriors marched. It was the Paratha Challenge.A good host of 54 parathas waited to take form.Cooperation was hard to find. The Dough acted all sticky and didn't want to be parted .But as always ' Divide and Rule' worked and finally small dough balls were blasted and rolled, battered down flat by the rolling pin.The wooden torture for them didn't suffice the need for control so they were then subjected to the hot pan treatment and a third degree temperature assured firm reforms.
In the end the 54th paratha saw the last light when it joined its other companions in the steel chamber where they were imprisoned , awaiting their TRIAL.
Raita (salad) was a piece of cake after all these tough battles. The raw veggies used for coleslaw , the cucumbers and the tomatoes that were hiding behind the cold walls of the refrigerator were all driven out mercilessly. Without any further notice they were chopped off. A slice, a cut and gone..................... The were ready to be buried in heaps of yoghurt and other allied forces of the spice country.A good stir and the last cries were lost in the cold waves of the serbian deserts of the refrigerator.
The flags of the winning warriors were hoisted. Then peace established. Treaties signed and benefits declared.Sweets followed and the deserted wine was popped open with galore!!!!!!!!!
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