Recipes
These recipes reflect food that was mentioned in Family Matters
... try these for your book club's discussion
- Pakora - A tasty pakora or someone's special homemade chutney would make him sigh dutifully, "Oh, how my Shirin would have enjoyed it."
"Listen Jal, very little rum, lots of Thumbs-Up," she instructed, then sat back, anticipating the drink with pleasure. - Indian Chapati Bread
- Dhan dar patio - He enjoyed fish heads, and she spent a moment to locate the two pomfret heads lurking in the paatiyo's depths. - Roxana had made dhandar-paatiyo to celebrate her father's first steps, though it bothered her that it was without fish ... a fishless dhandar-paatiyo, an incomplete celebration.
- Falooda - After a desert of falooda, everyone trooped to the balcony.
- Dhaba Style Kheema Masala - The aroma of her masala mince, and the egg beaming with its round yellow eye, cheered him up at once.
- Curry Rice and Khichri-sass - Their father said if they ever tasted the insipid foreign stuff instead of reading about it in those blighted Blyton books, they would realize how amazing was their mother's curry rice and khichri-sass and pumpkin buryani and dhansak.
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| Meanwhile, Husain returned with the Kingfishers and opened the tall
bottles, pouring carefully, for he knew sahab did not like too much foam. |
- Pao-bhaji - Did he go for his pao-bhaji lunch?
- Bun Muska - ... today being the tenth anniversary of his college graduation, he'd felt a yearning for tea and bun-muskaa, which he and his friends used to enjoy in those happy days.
- Mutton Kheema Patties - The tea arrived, "My treat today," said Yezad, and turned to the waiter, "Suno, bhai, four mutton patties and one plate wafers."
- Chai - He was glad when Husain came up and distracted him, asking if he'd like some chai.
- Bhel Puri - The photograph, conjuring up the street for Yezad, let him hear the traffic, smell the meaty smoke that always hung outside the Sizzler, taste the bhel-puri.
- Poori - Bhaji - And the classrooms had hardly changed. Rows of empty desks stretched behind Miss Alvarez, he could see them over her shoulder. That schoolboy smell of sweat and youthfulness and foodstuffs in the air, ammoniac mingled with traces of ink, snacktime biscuits, lunchtime sandwiches, puri-bhaji, ragdaa patties.
- Papri - Ages since he had partaken of a chasni ... almost forgotten what paapri and malido tasted like ...
- Patra-Ni-Machhi - So maybe we should bury a time capsule for posterity. To be opened in one thousand years. Containing recipes for dhansak, patra-ni-machhi, margi-na-farcha, and lagan-nu-custard.
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| Butter, jam, biscuits, cheese, bottles of chutney, and achaar, and two packets of sev-ganthia tumbled out of the large parcel of provisions. In a separate bag there were oranges and a bunch of green grapes. Murad and Jehangir unpacked it all eagerly, arraying the food on the dining room table, their eyes glittering as they examined the labels. |
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