Archive for November 2010
A memory from the first decade of my life – a winter afternoon in a small town in India, sitting in the verandah underneath a warm sun, mother patiently creating rice shaped little grains of dough. For a child, perhaps tiny objects are fascinating. I may have helped her make 50 of those grains. She made 500 more or perhaps a 1000 more. She sun dried the grains for a day or two and then made a pudding, like rice pudding. My mother is a master pudding maker, she usually cooks a handful of rice in a large pot of milk and adds crushed cardamoms and jaggery. Although the grains cook in milk for hours, they are always perfectly melted, never pasty. The jaggery enriched condensed milk tastes like melted butterscotch icecream. There was extra excitement over the grains of dough pudding but the memory of the taste is lost among hundred other perfect puddings.
Time shift a few decades later. Now I make this quick orzo pudding, a few times a year. Sometimes to honor that lazy afternoon and sometimes to satisfy an immediate craving for a dessert.
This steamed bun is from my local farmer’s market is Mountain View, a little of shop goodies, that serves frozen dumplings and fresh steamed buns. To eat a bun, pop in the microwave for 1 minute and enjoy. A dash of sriracha on the side is neither authentic nor incongruous.
Recently back from a delicious trip to Paris, I am enjoying the bounty of my local farmer’s market more than ever. Food locally is cheaper and far tastier. Heirloom varieties keep increasing every year. And then there is Scream.