One of the main thing is our life is to eat good food and at the right time too.When I moved in to Cochin one thing I found difficult was quality time to cook.First we tried hiring a mallu cook but things didnt work out well as her style of cooking didn't suit our tastes,she used to make sambhar which tasted like rasam and times she used to make moor kuzhambu which we always hated to eat after a day long's work.Finally we could no longer take it and we stopped her.
In the mean time we started self cook for some time.We had a room mate Harish from Bangalore a innocent guy who didn't know ABCD of cooking, one day he came home early and we asked him to keep rice he could have said he didn't know how but our sir put two bowls of rice in empty cooker,closed it put it on in stove.When we entered the house we smelt the pungent smell all around and when opened the cooker we found the rice turned black and completely got struck into the cooker and it took two days to clean the cooker alone and a weeks time for the smell to go away.Then we decided it enough and its right time to look for different options, our friend suggested about hiring a nepali cook.
When I first saw Lal,the Nepali cook, he was looking like a school kid not more than 20 years old,though we didn't share a common language I communicated what all stuffs he needs to do. And off he went to action with some 20 mintues he made some 30 rotis and in another 20 mintues he was done with aloo sabji. It tasted like amirtham for our dead tongues.He was hired on spot and he agreed to come on morning as well as evening. Thus our quest for good food in Kerala got solved. Everyday in the morning he used to make rotis before we get up and in the evenings he used to make rice and dhal which would be ready by the time we come home. Weekends would be special he used to make Aloo parathas,pulav etc such that we never missed our home.
When I got up one morning I saw Lal has made some green color chutney for rotis, thought it was mint chutney ,when I had a bite of it my entire mouth was burning.Then I realised the whole chutney was made of green chillis.It was our duty to get vegetable for Lal and we took turns in buying those,this fine time it was Harish's turn to get vegetables he came back home getting half kg of ginger and half kg of green chilli.And thats how Lal ended up making chilli chutney.And for that ginger it came for a months time.
For almost a year we were relishing his cooking and as good things come to end so do his cooking,when we decided to move from the place we had to bid adieu to him also.
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When I was in Singapore, one of my friend told, her friend did like this ie put rice without water, I am still wondering, how it happens!
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