If you are meeting up with old friends partying late into the night is inevitable. Before the gang returned to their respective permanent addas in Maharashtra, we did some partying here in Delhi. A lot was cooked but only a little was photographed. I was too rushed at times, and the fact that my ‘food photography’ was the source of some amusement to the lot was not lost on me. All in good humor, of course.
It may seem to some, who don’t live to eat, that tender ginger, giant cucumbers, and cups of tea, are not the best subjects for photography. Obviously they have forgotten all the art appreciation classes we had as undergraduates students of architecture. Food and drink are very suitable still-life subjects. Thank you.
Were they appreciative of the quirky concoctions I had in store for them though!
30ml Hibiscus syrup
15ml lemon/lime juice
lots’a ice cubes
Shake everything and pour into glasses. Cheers.
Now, where are you going to get the Hibiscus syrup? Make your own, where else!
Just step out of the front door this morning and gather a dozen or so fleshy dewy Hibiscus blossoms (before the old ladies get to them) which you have never sprayed with pesticides (like the rest of your garden). Rinse them out (no need for this if you stay away from polluted cities). Trim and use only the petals. Squeeze the juice of one big lemon and toss.
a dozen or more Hibiscus blooms (single variety)
juice of 1 large lemon/lime
1 C sugar
2 C water
Boil the sugar and water till the sugar is dissolved. Add the blossoms. Simmer for 45 min. Strain into a jar and refrigerate. Use as desired: in all sorts of drinks and shakes…the rosy colour should be a good foil for rose based drinks too. You may use the petals as a relish or jam.
Now, that’s novel don’t you think? Wait till I show you what to do with those rose hips! This Hibiscus syrup also fits into Ingi Pennu’s Greenblog Project!
The wine and the Schnapps and the talking till late into the night…they were to leave next day. And then I suggested some soothing Chinese tea. But they were dropping like flies around me, so I let it be.
And then someone cracked a joke (more like going off the track on my wanting to shoot and ‘blog’ about everything- not true though) and Anju was in hysterics (really) and we probably woke up the neighbours. Now everyone was wide awake and someone wanted tea. The girls asked me to ignore Prasad and go to sleep – it was a ‘dorm’ situation in our bedroom. But, again the request for the green tea…
So I got up, at 12:00 midnight, to demo the making of this wonderous pot of tea. Tomorrow: Jasmine Ball tea…drink to that tonight.