Showing posts with label potato chops. Show all posts
Showing posts with label potato chops. Show all posts

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Getting Pampered: The Joys of the Parents in Town


Now that's a well laden table

What's the best part of having my parents visit? I had to do absolutely nothing in the kitchen or around the house. Their two week sojourn ended quickly and I have been happily stuffed with all my favourites - potato chops, vindaloo, sorpatel, fugiyas...the list goes on and on. I have fallen off the wagon and have indulged in meat but continue to maintain my reserve when it comes to alcohol (very tough when four bottles of red wine and in the house and seemingly calling my name whenever I pass by).

Aside from all the glorious home cooked food, we've been invited over for meals  to the homes of friends and family, making it a really indulgent couple of days. However, I've been really good and have stayed on track at the gym, which has obviously allowed me the extra helping of dessert when not eating at home. Now I have a freezer stuffed with goodies, so for the next few days I can still enjoy a taste of my mother's cooking. I've always been very vocal about what a fantastic cook my mother is, but it's amazing how much more you appreciate the time and effort put in by your parents for you when you start living away from them.

So thanks mom and dad. It was a quick but sweet two weeks with you. See you in the summer!

Fugiyas - little addictive beak puffs.

The blog's namesake - Potato Chops. They went pretty quickly I promise.


Perfect pairing - Fugiyas and sorpatel. What my birthday breakfasts are made of in Bombay in celebration of Bandra Feast - the nativity of Our Lady.

Venison vindaloo - What a great combination. The venison tasted excellent with the vindaloo paste and was tenderised with the vinegar.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Mum's secret weapon



Potato chops, an East Indian speciality of mashed potato stuffed with delicately spiced beef mince is one of my mother’s signature dishes. As I currently live abroad in Dubai, UAE, it is often one of the first things I request my mother to make when I return home on vacation to Bombay, India.

One of the best memories my sister and I have is of my mother using these as a weapon against my father when they just had a fight. No she didn’t throw them at him. Since they were usually not speaking to each other, my father refused to eat any food prepared by my mother and would resort to cooking his own meals. Of course for my sister and me it meant twice the amount of food and we weren’t complaining.

However, when the cold war went on for more than a day or two my mother would turn to making potato chops to put an end to it. And that is one thing my father couldn’t resist – yes, the chops are that good. Of course my father wouldn’t touch any of them during the day when they were just prepared. After my mum had packed them away for the night he would then have a midnight feast.

The next day my mother would check the storage container and triumphantly take note there were a couple missing. And that was the truce. When they faced each other that day, they used to smile, kiss and make up.

I recently found a recipe for Kubbat Potato in The Iraqi Cookbook by Lamees  Ibrahim.  In brackets underneath the title it read 'potaita chap'. The recipe was similar to the way my mother makes the potato chops, except for the use of parsley and addition of flaked almonds. The pictures were virtually interchangeable. The biggest question I had was - had we East Indians borrowed it from them or were they inspired by us? 

Either way here’s my mother’s recipe, which I have finally learnt to make after years of watching her and complaining it is too tedious. Now I just have to get my own husband addicted to them.

Potato Chops on FoodistaPotato Chops

Introduction

Welcome.

Are you wondering what the name means? It is a dedication to my parents who played a pivotal role in helping me develop my passion for food. Potato chops are one of my mother’s signature dishes, as is the boneless chicken for my father. But more on that later.

I’ve grown up with a family that loves food so much that my sister was inspired to become a professional chef and I currently work for a food magazine in the UAE. However, the biggest and newest role I’ve had the challenge of facing is being the spouse to a brain tumour survivor, whose recovery owes much to healing power of food.

While I strive to cook the right kind of food (following the advice of a special brain tumour nutritionist), we both enjoy experimenting in the kitchen, eating out and have ‘cheat days’ where we pretend we aren’t fighting a niggly tumour (whom we sometimes refer to as Mr.T).

My meals are simple and I have an insatiable appetite to learn more about the culinary world.

So draw up a chair and have a seat at our dining table. Hopefully you'll enjoy the journey discovering new flavours, food trends and the nutritive properties of nature's bounty, just as much as I do.


Disclaimer: The information on this blog regarding brain tumours is meant only to be informative and is not a means for diagnosis or treatment.