Showing posts with label Rohu Fish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rohu Fish. Show all posts

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Rui Mach-er Patla Jhol Phool Kopi aar Aloo Diye – Rohu fish cooked with Cauliflower and Potatoes


I don’t have to say much about the relationship of fish with Bengalis. Bangalis love fish and are happy to get even a small share of it with their main meal. You cannot just list every Bangali to this list. Each one has his/her own liking for food.

This is neither a debate nor a discussion about fish and Bangalis. This is not Arnab’s  9pm discussion. Then we could have so many boring people in the panel like Sanjay Jha, who could just deviate from the topic and bore the listeners.

Here is a simple cooking of a fish curry with running gravy. Some newbies to the kitchen want to know and try such simple dishes and I’m here to share this. Go easy…

Monday, January 27, 2014

Macher Dim Bhaja and Dimer Tarkari – Fried Fish Eggs (Roe) and Curry


This time it is going to be a sharing of two recipes in one Big Shot. Sometimes it is so easy to serve a bhaja and curry -- both served for lunch but the usual Bengali way of serving lunch is all about bhat, dal, sheddho, bhaja, also a pora sometimes, a tak, and the curry of choice. Why only one curry, there can be two or three different curries cooked and served.

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Rui Mach-er (Rohu Fish’s) Day out to China Town

The fish was there sitting in pieces on the plate. They stared at me straight into my eyes. I could very well find they were reading my thoughts. Staring, blinking, winking, what they were doing was hard to tell. But they looked straight at me.

By now I took some haldi powder and salt and started rubbing onto the fish pieces. As the rubbing went on I thought about the Kerala Body Massage we can take to feel fresh and energetic. As my hands carried on, I think of that day and smile. On a trip to Bangalore, we travelled some distance to a lovely place and stayed in a very luxurious accommodation. The Kerala Body Massage was something unavoidable. It was a great experience. By now my act with the fish pieces was over.

I sat the Kadhai (wok), poured some oil and lightly fried the fish. I could read their thoughts…not in wonderland or dreamland…but actually I felt I could hear their language. One said to the other, “Today Didibhai is not doing the usual Macher Jhol”.