One of the most wonderful things about cross-cultural marriages is the food! I am Mennonite. The Husband's family hails from Guyana, South America. His ancestors come from India. Family gatherings on his side always promise a variety of foods from various ethnic roots. My mother-in-law knows how to whip up extraordinary dishes. Always without a recipe.
When we first got married, I promised the Husband that I would learn how to make his favorite kind of roti. Roti is a kind of flat bread and there are many different varieties. I asked his mom for roti making lessons. She happily agreed. I watched as she measured everything by hand. Then she would pour it into a spoon or cup or whatever so I could write a recipe down. She taught me how to tuck and roll the dough, and how to make sure the texture was "just right". After cooking it on the stove she gave it a few seconds to cool before throwing it in the air and clapping it to make that flaky texture. Very tricky!
Tonight I shall make roti. I have done this once on my own before and I have been searching for company to give me the excuse to give it another go. The Sm'allards will dine with us tonight. The Husband swears it's a close second to his Mom's. The Husband, of course, is in charge of the other ethnic dishes. Tonight's menu includes chicken curry and baji - a spinach dish.
YUM!
7 comments:
You shouldn't advertise so freely before you've had the supper -- those of us who know where you live might just show up!!
I'm very proud of you for taking the effort to learn how to make your husband's favorite food! Love MOM
join us! the more the merrier!
YUM, indeed.
sounds great - i can almost smell it from here - can hardly wait till ravi's got his dishes prepared and we can all sit down to eat!
Mmmm. You must give some of us white europeans some lessons!
let's do a lesson, linda! who should we invite?
me!
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