Showing posts with label chickpeas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chickpeas. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

"Mmm. Food." tries Vegan!

I'm a big believer in chocolate and butter and sugar. That's how the world goes around.

But my favourite type of thing to eat? Grilled chicken breast on top of a hearty fattoush salad. Broiled teppanyaki-type fish with wilted greens and rice. Nutella.

I absolutely love light, healthy food, cooked with the freshest of ingredients and minimal cooking techniques. I abstain from posting these from the blog, because my Stats-meter always shows heavy leanings toward Falooda and Chocolate Biscuit Cake.

Even then, if the dish is good enough, I will break my own rules and post it for the world to see. Case in point: Oven Roasted Chickpeas, Muhammara and Garden Pesto Pasta.

My family is another whole story... they don't go a day without eating poultry, meat, fish or worst-case scenario, eggs. And I go rogue. I make Vegan food.

You heard me. Vegan. No meat. No eggs. No dairy. No honey, even!

The sister-in-law said even "poor" people didn't eat this way... and that she wasn't brought up eating "this type of food". The brother said he was 99.99% sure that it was unlawful to shun all that God made rightful (Muslim men love bringing up religion when it suits them). On a side note, annoyingly-ignorant match made in heaven. I told them that I wouldn't be offended if they didn't taste, and that I'd make enough only for me and my health-freak of a mother.

So for today, I give you a savoury dish and a dessert... the tiniest steps you can take into Vegan-dom. There are plenty of amazing, exclusively Vegan food blogs like Chocolate-Covered Katie (from where both recipes du jour have been adapted from) and Oh She Glows. However, if you're hesitant about starting with Chia seeds and Virgin coconut oil, these two dishes could be your happy crutches into the land of all things Vegan.

The first is my excuse for Nutella. I'm a Nutella-holic. I make my own from peanuts. I buy bottles of the stuff from a whole-sale retailer. No lie.


The second is an Italian spin on Hummus. Pizza hummus! I had to add Parmesan cheese and de-Veganise it, but that's just me.



Chocolate-Banana-Peanut butter fudge:

Ingredients:

2 tbsp peanut butter
2 tbsp cocoa powder
2 tbsp coconut butter (can substitute with extra peanut butter)
80 g over-ripe banana
a pinch of salt

Method:

If you want to make your own coconut butter, just whiz around 3 tbsp of freshly grated coconut in the mixie/food processor until it forms a smooth buttery/chutney-like mix.

Add the peanut butter, salt and cocoa powder, and blend some more.

Add in the overripe banana, and give it a final blitz.

Taste the mix, to see if you'd like a teensy bit of brown or white sugar.

Pour it out into a bowl and freeze until firm. You can also refrigerate and eat it like frosting/Nutella.



Pizza Hummus:

Ingredients:
1/2 cup garbanzo beans, drained (chickpeas that have been soaked and pressure-cooked)
1 tablespoon olive oil
1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese (sub with nutritional yeast to keep it Vegan)
1 cup cherry tomatoes (or regular)
2 cloves of garlic
1/2 an onion (un-chopped)
1/4 tsp dried basil
2 tsps tomato paste/ketchup
salt and pepper to taste

Method:


Microwave or boil the tomatoes until the skin bursts.

 If you're microwaving, poking all over with a fork prevents them from splattering out.

In a medium sauce, heat the olive oil. Add the peeled, deseeded tomatoes, half an onion (unchopped) and the garlic with some fresh basil (if available).


Let it stew on medium heat for around 15 minutes.


Once this has cooled down, remove the onion. Blitz the rest of it in a mixie/food processor, along with the ketchup. Add in the chickpeas/garbanzo and blend will until no chunks remain.


Add in the dried basil and the cheese and give one final whirl. Taste it.

Add more olive oil for richness, extra salt, pepper and ketchup to taste. You might need more of the "pizza sauce" if the consistency isn't that of hummus.


Serve with crackers or veggie sticks.


My sister-in-law, the veggie-hater, ate the whole bowl, albeit with plenty of extra shaved parmesan.


My brother nearly cut his hands trying to get the last bits of the Chocolate-PB fudge out of the mixie cup.

I'd be more smug about the whole thing if they had bothered to save me some.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Deepavali/Diwali: A Dissection.

Deepavali/Diwali always meant long holidays, fireworks (crackers, really) going off all day and all night and a smorgasbord of sweets sent by neighbours.
Time passes. Diwali meant more prep time for exams, duties I'm required to cover, congested shopping areas with hordes of police-protection and crackers going off all day (bursting them between the hours of 10 PM and 6 AM has been banned. One of the rare useful laws the Government has passed)

However, there are some consistencies in Indian festivals. Things that don't have a shot in hell of ever changing. Read clash-y huge-budget releases (Vijay/Ajith, Vijay/Surya or Rajini/Yeah, right), marathons of sitcoms/"cine" programs on the TV, explosive rise in gold prices...

And yeah. Food and Family/Friends. Not in that order. Mostly.

While everybody wakes up at the crack of dawn for their oil-baths and the like, we sleep in. Wake up to the third cookie-hamper coming from one of Dad's friends. Lounge in front of the TV with a cup of black chai, getting my digestive enzymes ready for a true Tamil-style Deepavali feast.

C's mum's lunches are legendary... things you brave the rain and dangerous, Lakshmi-vedi-filled roads for. I learnt this when I overstayed one evening at their place, almost a decade back and was served piping hot rava kesari, bonda and filter coffee.

Meant to be consumed, sitting on the famous swing:

While being the butt of all jokes. Wait, that's just me.

This time, my little sister joins us for the first time, decked in her pattu-pavadai. She keeps me busy and worried enough... some how, I still get embarrassed. That stays consistent, too.

After catching up on the latest and sipping on preprandial juice, we wait for the last person to join us (with well-deserved guilt plastered all over their faces, anticipation over ours'). File into the dining room. And let the feasting begin.

Cautionary note: The photos, being taken on a stormy, grey day and by someone with zero photography-skills, will not do the food justice. But this practically applies to every post on the blog.
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Puffy pooris!



Served with chana masala, bursting with plump chickpeas and fresh coriander in a fragrant tomato-onion gravy. Meant to be scooped up with little pieces of the pooris. Not to be eaten in handfuls, like you would with popcorn. Doesn't stop me.

Eid's tamilian counterpart. Brinji/Vegetable biryani with buttery croutons strewed on top.



Fluffy grains of rice, crunchy bits of vegetable are tossed with variety of heartening herbs and spices. Soul-food and sophistication on a plate.

Eaten with a little raita made with homemade curd/yogurt and crunchy onion. And medhu vada.

The logical, human thing to do is to overdose on the extremely-rare-to-come-across and excessively-delicious Tamil-veg food. Experience has taught me better. Always save space for Thayir semiya.


Doesn't look like The Piece de Resistance, does it now?

I'm eating the leftovers (which I unashamedly asked Aunty to pack for me to take home) even as I'm typing this post. It ranks up there, with Nutella, for me. How else can I describe it?
C's mum protests each time I rave over the Thayir Semiya... it's extremely simple and unworthy of high praise, she argues.

But you know what they say about the best gifts coming in brown-paper packages.

This time, the best gift is boiled vermicelli tossed with homemade yogurt, a little milk, salt and pomegranate, basically. It won't taste the same if I make it. I've accepted it, and it's a valid life choice.

Lunch finishes with the best part of the meal (I'm allowed to have up to 4 best parts, right?) That would be the



Dessert! Homemade maavu ladoo, adhirasam (holy yum!), coconut burfi and chocolate cupcakes. This is also the time when you collect your Diwali bounty from all those in attendance: homemade murukku, sweets, foreign-chocolate (notice the Ferroro Rocher!) and gifts to take back in neat little Ziploc bags and boxes.

Calories don't count. Calories don't exist. They're in your head. And in textbooks of Physics. Wear your fatpants. You can believe in them again tomorrow.


The evening ends with introducing my fearless sister to fireworks. Not ones that are products of child-labour. Not enough to pollute the environment and exacerbate an acute attack in any passing asthmatic. Just enough sparklers to match the ones in The Sister's eyes (who randomly declares "I'm so happy!")

So I've realized what Diwali/Deepavali actually means: Tamilian hospitality, good (albeit annoying) friends, great food and grey skies lit with laughter and light.

Thanksgiving.

Monday, February 28, 2011

Oven Roasted Chickpeas/How to Soothe A Hungry *.

I'm going to make up for the over-elaborate recipe I posted the last time. It's not an excuse! Sometimes you need life to be simple and devoid of drama, right? So I'm going to post another 6:30 PM recipe. You know, when you're back from the gym/work and every muscle in your body is in pain? Your stomach protests loudly, but the people around you are even more adamant that you take a bath, STAT.

You need a snack that resolves everything. Just so you don't Hyde into Hungry Bitch who snaps at everybody for mundane, trivial reasons. Somewhat like the PMS bitch. Another story, another day.

It's Oven-Roasted Chickpeas.

Yes, I know you can buy a packet-cone full of fire-roasted/fried salted grams for 5 bucks. While I have bought that to kill hunger/boredom during my hour long train journeys, these are just something else. They're nutty and juicy instead of being powdery. And they're spiced with the best of Indian/Italian seasoning and massaged with olive oil. I don't need any more reasons.

Oh. I also get to save these poor chickpeas from meeting their unpalatable end in my mum's "heartfriendly" chana masala. Everybody thanks me at home.

Due to the non-availability of garlic powder, I also toss in a roasted garlic with the chickpeas. You'd prefer fresh roasted garlic: it is divine. Only if you're a huge fan of garlic, though. Who isn't? If you know some weirdo who doesn't, add onion/garlic powder (Please don't, though).

Oven Roasted Chickpeas:

Ingredients:

For the roasted garlic:

8 cloves of plump garlic (UNPEELED)
Salt and pepper, to sprinkle.
Olive oil-1 tsp.

For the chickpeas:

400 grams of cooked chickpeas. (1 can of Garbanzo beans)
1 tsp olive oil.
Indian OR Italian spice.

Indian spice:
1/2 tsp red chilli powder.
1/2 tsp roasted zeera powder (cumin)
1/4 tsp salt.
A pinch of chaat masala.

Italian spice:
1 tsp Dried Oregano/Italian seasoning mix.
1/2 tsp paprika/cayenne pepper.
1/4 tsp salt.

Method:

Preheat the oven to 220 degrees celcius or 400 degrees Farenheit. The oven setting should be on BAKE.

For the roasted garlic:

Cut a tiny portion of the ends of the cloves of the garlic.


Place the cloves close together on a square sheet of aluminium foil. Without peeling, sprinkle salt and pepper. Drizzle some olive oil. Crumple the garlic together into a foil ball. Keep aside.

Keep the skin on!
                                   

Drain the chickpeas well. Preferably use paper towels or tissues to rid the chickpea of any water.

Line a baking tray with Aluminium foil. Spread out the chickpeas on the foil.

The foil ball in the corner = the garlic parcel!

Toss them with the Olive oil and the Indian/Italian spice.

I used a mix of both because hypogylcemia makes me a little mad. Of the crazy variety, this time.

Place the little garlic parcel amongst your chickpeas. Bake for 20 minutes, rotating the tray once.
Take the garlic parcel out. Now change the oven settings to either ROAST or BROIL or GRILL.

It depends on what make your oven is. If not continue on BAKE, but I'm not sure if it'll crisp up decently.

Take the tray out in 15 minutes. Take care to ensure it doesn't burn.

Spread this heavenly, buttery spread on toast instead of butter!

Peel the roasted garlic. Mash the softened cloves. Rub into the chickpeas.

Serve. Duh.

Recipe source: For the chickpeas: BeanTown Baker
                       For the roasted garlic: Joy The Baker.

It soothes your anger, kills pre-dinner pangs and you can peck away at it while watching TV or reading the papers. And not have chana masala for dinner; that's my biggest perk. You have to be there to get it.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Hummus bi Tahine. Terrifyingly Good.

Hummus is one of those elusive things, here at Madras. When you can actually lay your hands on a bowlful, you realise you've been set up for disappointment.

The one at Kryptos is amazing, but not something you can just pop out and get a takeaway bowl of. Seashell used to make decent hummus, but now, it's made of peanuts. Hummus, literally translated, means Chickpea. You wouldn't spread chickpea butter on your toast, would you now? Azulia at GRT, Kefi at Taj Mount and Yalla! Yalla! at Radisson are again 4-rupee symbols expensive.

Back to the kitchen board.

Hummus is as easy as batch of brownies (not out of a box) to whip up. Obviously, the absence of exotic ingredients is a bummer, but it's pretty easy to skirt around those issues. Everybody has chickpeas, sesame seeds, and Extra-Virgin Olive Oil at home, right? Even Del Monte makes Olive oil, so no excuses for not trying out.

And if you decide to try it out (I insist, really), do give the full recipe a good read. You don't want to be discarding the cooking water or anything, because then you'll just have bland chutney.

Hummus bi Tahini/Hummus with Tahina.

Ingredients:

3 cups cooked chickpeas* or  2 (15oz) cans of Garbanzo beans
1/2 cup tahini (recipe follows)**
5 garlic cloves
1/2 cup lemon juice (100 ml)
Olive oil, mint, Paprika (cayenne), cumin, for serving.

Method:

Roast a couple of tablespoons of cumin (black zeera/perun jeeragam). Powder fine in the mixie or with a mortar and pestle. Keep aside.



In a food processor/mixie, combine the garlic and salt, and pulse to chop.

Add tahini and lemon juice (no seeds, and don't squeeze the life out of them-bitter juice is a no-no), and blitz until the mixture looks thick and whitened.

Add the drained chickpeas to the mixie, a little at a time, with a few spoonfuls of the water it's been boiled/canned in. Blitz, blitz, blitz.

I did batches at a time because my mixie wouldn't hold as much.

Thin it down with the cooking water, until it reaches the desired hummus-like consistency.

Taste it. Adjust the salt and lemon juice. Add in the powdered cumin before the last blitz.


Pour it out into the serving bowl. Make a circular indentation (almost like a well) and pour in the olive oil.
Let it soak in the olive oil for at least an hour.
Garnish with chopped mint/parsley, cumin or paprika.


Serve with pita bread, cucumber, carrot and bell pepper strips. Or cut a roti into triangles, bake it in the oven for ten minutes, and make mock pita chips. I bought a box of these wheat crisps at La Chocolate Patisserie.

Recipe source: Desert Candy

**For the tahini.

Recipe source: ME! Yay.

Ingredients:
2/3 cup white sesame seeds.
2 tbsps olive oil/sunflower oil.

Method:

Toast the sesame seeds on low heat. When they start turning golden and give off that characteristically nutty aroma, take off the heat. When cool, throw it in the mixie with the oil and pulse until it looks like this paste.


Use as required.

*How to cook Chickpeas:

Soak 1 and a 1/2 cups of dried white chickpeas (konda kadalai) in water overnight.


Drain the chickpeas. Transfer them to a pressure cooker and flood with salted water (1 inch above the chickpeas). Cover, and heat on medium-high, with the 'weight' on.


After 4-5 whistles, take it off the heat. Don't open it immediately. After 15 minutes, take it out. DO NOT DISCARD cooking water.

Take the skin off the chickpeas if you want a smooth hummus. I couldn't lose all that fibre, so I just left the skin on my chickpeas. I'll just say I like things with a bite to them if I'm questioned on the consistency.

This is comfort food, fashioned out of kadalaka and yellu. And to think I was going to add an Exotic label to this post.