This is a
simple Sweet Dish which my Ma made and how we relished it.
…and I made
this specially when my milkman gave me large quantities of milk that curdled in
his huge milk can during the peak summer days.
Knowing
very well that he would not return with the curdled milk, he would come to me
and ask if I would like to have some and that too without paying for it. He
travelled long distance from early morning distributing the required quantity
in different homes.
“Every day
is not same Didi. See the milk in this milk can have curdled and I don’t like
to take it back. Why carry back the entire load when there is more work at
home. Will you take some? Sudhadidi will also take this and I like to empty my
milk can before reaching home. You see the sun is high up and it is so hot.
(Covers his head with the wet gamcha that hung half in front and half at the
back on his right shoulder).
He sits on
the floor of the front verandah and I offer him a glass of water. He drinks and
asks for some more. Quenches his thirst and pours out some of the curdled milk
into the dekchi I have brought. Goes on to ask,
“What will you do with this?”
“I will make some sweets from this. Learnt it from my mother”.
“Typical
Bangali Didi”, he says and laughs. Gets up and moves on saying, “My little Dada
babus will not get milk today. Tomorrow I’ll come early” and he leaves.
I read the
concern on his face about my little sons not getting their milk…but there is
always a standby quota at home in the form of powder milk. So I don’t worry.
Making this
is soooooooooooo simple.
Don’t throw
away the curdled milk but make this sweet dish…sort of Kalakand but not so…
Let the
curdled milk sit on high flame.
When the
boil comes don’t drain the water but let the liquid and the solid cook till the
water has reduced to one-fourth.
Now add
sugar…depends on your sweet tooth…ha ha ha…
Time to be
alert and go on stirring till there is no more water left but the solid parts
of the milk get a caramelised finish.
Pour it out
and let it cool before serving.
Savouring
it hot there is every chance to burn the tongue and the inside of the mouth which
will keep on pestering for a long time.
I love the
taste but it up to you to make and taste and find out about this Homely
Kalakand…that’s what Ma called it…maybe a tricky name…but then the
unforgettable taste lingers for……………..
© gouri
guha 2014
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