Chutneys My Family Enjoy Around The Globe - When I go to my home in *Tenerife* to spend some time with my family, my brother always makes a big bottle of chutney for me before my arrival. One thing g...
Saturday, 5 March 2011
My co-bloggers and I, we walked on Lavasa promenade, whiling away the evening hours, watching the sun set, clicking pictures in Bollywood styles, freezing the smiles under Sayadhri hills when suddenly we were distracted by the lady at the far end, leaning against the railing facing the lake. She was eating spiral potato twister.
“Hey… What is that”
“let’s go there to have a closer look”
“I think it some kind of kabab on skewers”
“I dare you to go and try her stuff” I said thinking it would be fun if she dared. We were in crazy mood and R went halfway, had a closer look and came back.
“Nah!” she said, “Let’s go and buy it, I am sure it might be available some where on the promenade, there are some kiosks down there.”
And so we walked back towards the kiosk ‘Twisteez’, ah there it was. We watched in amazement as the chef took one large potato, poked a skewer through its belly and put it in the chopper. The potato auto-rolled on its skewer chopped by a sharp knife into a spiral shape. He submerged the spirally chopped potato into the fryer and voila.
A chipstix - fried potato with a twist.
“What flavor you want?” said the chef.
“Dried mango flavor”
“No, let’s try mint powder”
“How about mixing all the different flavors”
Confused, we decided on just salt and pepper
The aroma of the potato heightened the hunger pangs. Potato has a universal admiration from young and old alike. There is no reason to watch the clock or the diet when a lone potato stares at you. I plucked a tiny piece from the skewer and dropped into my mouth.
Hhhmmm! Yuummmmm!! Always the best!!
The crunchy piece melted in the mouth after a soft bite, coating the tongue with salt and peppery taste.
“I wanted more of that chipstik, actually all of it, maybe I should order one more? Huh?”
But the diet clock whispered at the back of my mind “Stop, you just had your lunch one hour ago, beware!”
I have poor memory therefore I tend to forget the good and the bad times easily. What is past is forgotten, each day I try my best that my ...