Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Drumstick Dreams

Sambar: A south Indian watery brown sauce eaten with rice.
There are many versions of the sambar. Moms sambar, cooks sambar, restaurant sambar, roadside eatery sambar are a few examples. The differences between all these sambars can usually be experienced the morning after.
Drumstick:A thin iron rich vegetable that grows on trees.(What did you expect, that it will grow on chimpanzees bottoms??)
When these two ie the sambar and drumstick, meet,we get a mutant known as the drumstick sambar (not a very creative name I agree). Various adjectives are used to describe this mutant, culinary delight, sauce of the gods and drool drool are some of them.
The ideal way to pay respects to this queen of all sambars is to take some rice, pour a large quantity of ghee (clarification: ghee is clarified butter.I hope that clarifies it) and a reasonable quantity of drumstick sambar, mix them all together and put it in that opening on your face. The feeling you get is called 'delight'. This DS (for all you mentally challenged folks, DS is drumstick sambar) is one of the most versatile dishes. You can eat it with Idli (steamed dumpling, it looks a bit like John Howard's hair do) or dosais (a confused pancake)or even pasta. The Italians are reportedly doing the beta testing on the last one.
The DS has a long shelf life. There has been an instance of DS being kept for over a year before being consumed. The person who consumed it is at present being consumed by the worms. But that is not of concern to us.
Udipi, a small town in south India is credited with creating this masterpiece of a dish. The story goes somewhat like this. In ancient times the sambar and drumstick were never cooked together. One day MR.Bhatt the owner of Udipi Sri Venkatesa Vilas (That is not a coded message from Osama, it was the name of Mr.Bhatts restaurant) was making sambar when he accidentally dropped a drumstick into it. Since the temperature of the sambar was nearing its maiden century he wisely decided against plunging his hand into it to recover the delinquent drumstick. He tasted the sambar when it was done cooking, he was mighty surprised to find that it tasted awesome. And that is how the DS was born.

N you owe me big time for this one. I am goin to book myself into the asylum soon.
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6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

you are a weird man (no i don't think the writer of this blog is a woman-tell me if i am wrong) ... at any rate you are rather amusing.

a reader

7:45 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I dont like posting on blogspot. It requires quite a large number of clicks. Why don't you shift to another host? :p

Have to say the Sambhar came out pretty well. :)
~N

7:55 AM  
Blogger Antimatter said...

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10:36 AM  
Blogger Antimatter said...

N, i am as lazy as they come, shifting is not on my appointment diary for a looong while.Learn to live with this ,after all its just a few more clicks away!

10:39 AM  
Blogger Antimatter said...

reader,
I do not dispute that fact.
And 10/10 for gettin the sex right.Nice to know that someones got the sex right, cause I am not getting any,either right or wrong ;-).

11:03 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A few clicks eh?
!

Well anything for a few chuckles :)

10:08 PM  

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