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With the exception of raita and dahi bhalle/vade, Indians seem quite unconcerned about pleasures provided by cold dishes, writes Pushpesh Pant IN the western gastronomic tradition, there is a vast repertoire of cold dishes. Cold cuts are prepared lovingly and their variety enjoyed by the gourmet appreciatively. It is surprising that with the exception of ‘snacky’ accompaniments like raita and dahi bhalle/vade, Indians seem quite unconcerned about pleasures provided by low temperature. True, in South India, thairsadam is mostly enjoyed cold, which is an exception. Indians have no inhibitions about cold desserts like rabari, kheer, ras malai, phirni and kulfi and they guzzle down gallons of sharbats — gulab, khas, sandal, bel, thandai, lassi and aam ka panna — but somehow shirk crossing the freezing point where the main course is concerned. There are some very interesting pachadis in the South Indian collection but these are akin to raitas and treated as accompaniments. Kebab and roti, at times, may be relished at room temperature but that is about all.
Once and only once have we been served a genuine cold delicacy: this was at Lucknow when master chef Mohammad Faruque treated us to shikore wali dal with khamiri roti – both cold — at the community dinner on the ocassion of the Urs at the Durgah of his patron Sufi saint. This was unhusked kali masoor cooked to a thick porridge consistency and set in a shallow earthen cup like phirni. The flavour of clay was mind-blowing. We have tried hard to crack the recipe but alas so far our efforts have not been blessed by the grace of the revered mystic. During a recent visit to Amroha, a small town near the brass city Moradabad and home to legendary lyricist Kamal Amrohi, we sampled Dal Moradabadi, an interesting breakfast cereal. Husked moong dal cooked soft to a satin smooth texture and embellished with dozens of garnishes a la Nihari: finely chopped green chillies and coriander, ginger and onions, roasted cumin powder, rock salt and a squeeze of lemon. Did the palate register a hint of mint! This time there was no mystery, the recipe is easily replicated at home and relished in cold blood when the mercury shoots up. What we share with our readers this time is a natural beauty, emerald hued and most refreshing — a cross between a raita and a pachari — and with the possibility of donning a gazpacho-like soupy garb. We are indebted to our friend Chitra Harshvardhan for this coolant. |