To Ma and Bapa with Love : Pan Fried Trout & Grilled Asparagus

It’s been exactly 4 days (105 hours and 35 minutes) since my Ma and Bapa left for India and I really miss them. I miss my mother’s cooking; I miss the smell of Indian Masala in the kitchen, my mother’s solicitous advise on my food habits, K2 playing with his 48 piece puzzles with Bapa and our long walks when the weather permitted…after 4 days of inertia (I mostly got excited with some Market Analysis work that I was doing….so go figure!) I dragged myself out of my stupor and went to pick K2 up from pre-school today. On the way I went to the local Italian grocery store (no it’s not a chain) and picked up some fresh Rainbow Trout and a pound of Asparagus Tips.

Why Rainbow Trout you ask me? Well, my mother has been encouraging us to get on the vegetarian bandwagon…K1 has been non-committal and everything I read about fish and Omega-3 convinced me to make fish a 1-2 time occurrence weekly in our meals. Apparently Fish has DHA and EPA which is different from ALA found in plant based Omega 3. Fatty Fish like Tuna, Mackerel, Trout and Salmon are abundant sources of Omega 3. I picked Asparagus because my father liked it when I grilled it for him. Asparagus (ahem!) also have excellent health benefits…they have a flavanoid called rutin which improves circulation and strengthens veins…Asparagus also binds to the cholesterol in the digestive system, stopping the body from absorbing it...it is also a good source of potassium & folate (I sound like a walking encyclopedia…what can I say I read Realage and WebMD quite extensively)
Here is how I cooked the fish –

• Whole Rainbow Trout (the fish guy at the store very obligingly made fillets)


• Marinade – 2 teaspoon Olive Oil, 3 Teaspoon Shaan Tandoori BBQ Mix, Juice of one Lemon


• Apply Marinade on Fish and let it sit for ½-1 Hr.


• Shallow Fry in a Pan ( I sprayed the pan with some Olive Oil)

Here is how I cooked the Asparagus –

• Spread the Asparagus in a single layer in your oven


• Spray Olive Oil, Apply uniformly Salt, Fresh Ground Pepper and Garlic Powder

Turn the Oven to 375-400 degrees and bake till tender. We ate the Fish with Asparagus and some fresh Asiago Cheese Foccacia.
So Ma and Bapa, this post is to let you know I miss you and wish you were here with us.

The Reluctant Yogi

I wonder if Life was always designed this complex or whether it is us human beings who wheel and deal it into this maze of uncertainties, deadlines, complications and insecurities…when I hear my grandmother’s rendition of a life in the not so distant past – of open green fields, unhurried pace, food cooked fresh…most of the ingredients from the fields or the vegetable patch in the backyard…success not measured by your job title or the square footage of your house…I feel a pang of envy for not having experienced that life.

Life has treated me gently…kept me in the lap of comforts. Yet, to reach here hasn’t been an easy trek…long work days, single minded focus on career and a deluge of unmindful eating was what got me those high flying jobs. Somewhere along the lines, my conscience, my conscientious husband and an out-of-whack annual medical report (high cholesterol, borderline overweight) pointed me in the direction of Yoga. My journey with Yoga has been gradual…from walking into the class with arrogance (how hard can it be…I am an Indian and Yoga was born in India…hence I will be awesome at it)…to humility (when I wasn’t able to bend forward or do the simplest of asana)…to sheer love for this exercise that gave me a new way of life.

Now six years later…I still struggle for balance – with constant deadlines at work, an extremely demanding 3 year old and an increasingly long to-do List…I feel like a trapeze artist who is waiting for the big fall. Yoga in the past 6 months has been just that …a “thing of the past”. I make excuses to skip my Yoga sessions and then have this lingering guilt…I want this cycle of procrastination and guilt to stop…and so this reluctant Yogi dons her armor (old track pants and tees) and takes a ride into the unknown.

As I stretch proudly into Warrior…my body reminds me to “stand strong like the warrior and be focused on the goal”…as I kick into a shoulder stand ”…my body reminds me it is alright to give up on control and depend on mother nature’s gravity laws…and as I sit straight in “Full Lotus”…my body reminds me to offer a thankful prayer for existing. As my father aptly says – Yesterday is History, Tomorrow is a Mystery but Today is a Gift…so unwrap it and live it to the Fullest!!!

An Aerial View...

Carl Jung, the famous swiss psychiatrist once said “Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word happy would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness. It is far better to take things as they come along with patience and equanimity.” As I sat on a long flight this week which gave me time for ruminations, I realized that things were not as grave or as flighty as we made it…it was all a matter of perspective and this perspective changed– influenced by people, my own thoughts, actions and time.

The rainy weather continued in Sunny California but I missed it, instead I was treated to deep troughs of snow (6 feet deep)…the biting chilly winds of the south easterlies, yet with this weather came a calm and stillness that was oddly comforting. The work week was extremely busy interspersed with some fabulous dinners. We had dinner on the 2nd night at a place called The Loft in Helsinki. The company was entertaining and the food was exquisite. It was a 4-course meal, started off with a salmon croquette followed by a pumpkin soup (very smooth with hints of Muenster cheese) and the main course was Artic Char with a cauliflower panna cotta and fennel sauce and the dessert was Cranberry Panna Cotta and Praline. I ended my meal with an Austrian Dessert wine. The next day’s dinner was a favorite place – The Fish Market revisited. I had a simple grilled Tuna served with wild mushrooms and some delicious Rye Bread.

It was wonderful being back home, listening to the cheerful chatter of K2 about the bugs, elephants and dinosaurs…making up stories on the fly for him about Santa Claus and the toys he would bring for him if he is a good boy…coming to think of it even the mundane task of going out to the grocery store to pick up cereal with Ma is wonderful…it is when I travel that I realize how much I miss home. The weather today is wonderfully warm…a stroll in the farmer’s market to pick up a half a dozen organic brown eggs, a bottle of syrah, a bag of baby arugula, a bunch of baby beets…a trip to the library and just sitting outside getting some of the wonderful sun…my idea of heaven.

The picture was one I took on one of my flights…do you see the plane in the distant horizon…beautiful isn’t it?

Bonjour Froideur…

The past two weeks have been marvelously swift in passing by with a Whoosh…the non-stop rains, the thunders and hail storms very atypical California seem to be heralding an atypical year. With the incessant rain is this constant cold that permeates me to the very bones…I long for the Sun while holding on to a hot mug of miso soup and sniffling back an imminent sneeze (with my house heated up to 70 degrees). The weather here has been wet and gloomy and yet thrown into that mix is a trip out across the pond – to a place far away and the question I get from my son is – Mama, are you going to visit Santa (yeah! K1 put him up to it) and I say – No Sweetie - But maybe I will see a reindeer or two (at least on someone’s plate)…I definitely will stop complaining about 50 degrees when I am getting on a plane to go tomorrow to a place which is about 40 degrees colder…yikes!
Two important milestones happened this week – my Dad’s B’day and K1 and my 9th wedding anniversary. We spent some quiet time with my dad on Friday with a trip to the temple and dinner out at a wonderful Indian restaurant “Turmeric”. Saturday was a quiet day spent with the family and a few close friends. K1 was traveling Sunday which pretty much meant K1 and me were in different states for our wedding anniversary. Given his travel schedule and mine and K2’s sniffles, we have promised ourselves a night out in a week (touché)…he did UPS me a wonderful SLR camera, that I am sure I will take a lot of pictures with…

On a flight this week, I had the chance to read a book “Alone in the kitchen with an Eggplant”. A book with essays by people on their favorite foods when they are eating alone….I instantly remembered my favorite meal alone…so I will let you on to my secret – Maggie Noodles and Egg Bhurji…I can see some people go huh!

Maggie Noodles is the queen of noodles in India (all things this good have to be feminine)…just put in water and they are ready in 2 minutes (not very different from Ramen Noodles…but in my mind the best) -my flavor of choice Masala.
Egg Bhurji – a simple egg dish… also known as Indian scrambled eggs …I call it a work of art. Mine have Onions, Chillies, and Tomatoes and are garnished with Cilantro and Maggie Hot & Sweet…and the secret was the order of adding in the ingredients and letting your nose tell you when the dish was done…

The combination…a match made in heaven…my go to meal when I am alone in the house (which is seldom now)…even now as I sneak in some time alone listening to my son’s gentle snores…I think about the four packets of Maggie Noodles lying in the pantry and the brown eggs in the fridge…they are calling to me…yes! Miso Soup does leave you longing for something a little bit more substantial…any way what is your special go to meal when you are single…alone…?
P.S : Thanks to my friend D who confirmed that Froideur indeed means Coldness…and I can sound so frou frou…So I say it again – Hello Coldness! Here I come…

Its raining cats and dogs...

The past couple days have been dreary – unusual storm warnings, hailstorms, pouring rain…that feeling that everything will stay forever wet…yeah yeah! I can see you folks in Europe or even East Coast snigger at me ( a person in Sunny California complaining about the weather).
K2 has caught the much dreaded Strep Throat and obligingly passed it on to me. So both me and K2 are on antibiotics…what’s new – K2 has always been the carrier and me on the receiving end.

On the work side of things, I don’t have it all together yet …but the learnings are amazing and I am gaining a broader perspective on things and stretching myself which is wonderful.

To keep my cold at bay, my mother concocted this wonderful tomato pepper rasam which has dispelled some of the sniffles and sneezes…heres a quick recipe for a wonderful cold soother –
Ingredients:

• Lentils water - 1 cupCook (Lentils in pressure cooker reserve the water for this recipe)


• Tomato - 1 big Ripe one


• Garlic - 1 pod


• Jeera - 1 tsp


• Red chilli - 1


• Pepper corns - 1 tsp


• Curry leaves - few


• Cilantro for garnishing and the added zing

Seasoning

• Fenu greek seeds - 1 tsp (methi)


• Red chilli -1


• Ghee - 1/2 tsp (clarified butter, you can substitute with Vegetable Oil)

Method

• Grind the tomato, jeera, peppercorns, curry leaves, garlic to fine paste (preferably with a mortar and pestle)


• Dilute it in the Lentils water and adjust the consistency. Simmer


• Heat the Ghee, add the seasoning (separately), then the simmering liquid


• Add Salt to taste & Garnish with coriander leaves.

Heaven in a cup!How has your week been?

Once Upon a Wandering Mind…

As, I was trying to get my mind to focus on a 100+ page document that I had to finish reading by end of this week, my mind wandered away…far away to the rain drenched soil outside, the incessant beat of the winds against the trees, the jewel like brightness of the waters…I finally gave up the battle with a flighty mind and took a much needed break with a cuppa ginger laced chai and a little voice calling me downstairs “ Mama…Boxing “…K2 wanted to play Boxing on Wii Sports (and of course Mama always ends up winning)…I glanced at the watch…7.30 PM, I decided to give myself a break and boxed a couple rounds with K2.
My mother had already cooked dinner and just the familiarity of eating a meal from my childhood brought a warm sense of peace and quiet to my wandering mind. Here’s to my wandering mind settling down and focusing on the task at hand. A beautiful poem written by Robert Frost, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” comes to mind …

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house
is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

P.S: A picture outside my place…peaceful and quiet, taken with my E71.

The Wandering Onesie...

As I had a tug of war with my 3 year old, trying to convince him that Onesies were for night time and he needed to wear his thermal Tee to his pre-school...No Onesies (or I got the evil eye from the teacher)...admidst sorrowful wails and loud proclaimations of - Don't love Mommy!...I took a tortured minute to curse the invention of the Onesie...

I can mentally see some of you scratching your head and wondering Onesie...what the heck is she talking about? Onesies® is actually a brand name of the one-piece, t-shirt-like baby garment that has snaps across the diaper and keeps it in place and gives the mom easy access to the diaper at diaper change time...a huge boon when your child is 6 months old and you change the diaper...umm...let's see about a dozen times every day...a huge BANE when you are potty training your lil' guy...Deception is key here. The routine we go through at 8.00 AM in the morning, is --

(A) Let him know he will be wearing a Tee not a Onesie

(B) Watch him pout, tears fill his eyes, wails etc. etc.

(C) Tell him I will take your Onesie to school and let your teacher make you wear it

(D) Actually carry above mentioned Onesie to school

(E) When he sees his teacher he actually forgets mommy holding the onesie and runs to teacher

(F) Mommy beats a hasty retreat with onesie....

Score :1 to Mommy (yeah right!)

I unwound this weekend by re-reading a book on "Situational Leadership" by Ken Blanchard called "Leadership and the One Minute Manager". What I liked about the book was how simple some of the concepts were...

(A) Clear Goal Setting

(B) Goals aligned to Competence and Commitment

(C) One shoe doesn't fit all --- Situational Leadership

(D) Feedback and Follow up Loop

I absolutely love how applicable to real life Ken's approach is...I have benefitted a lot from his books and keep going back and re-reading a number of his concepts and with each new job/role/year, I get a new perspective.

Did I mention that I also unwound this weekend with hot cups of Indian Chai, Vegetable Fritters, Amazing Indian food cooked by my mother...Love it. How was your weekend? Ready for the long week?