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Moongre ki Subzi (Radish Pods)

In Edible Flowers, Low Fat, Potatoes, Punjab, Rajasthani, Under 30 min!, Vegetables, Vegetarian on February 7, 2008 at 10:15 pm

radish blooms

I seem to gravitate towards strong tasting vegetables – the pungent and very-brassica smells and tastes my husband likes to categorise as oogra. Nothing brings out the link between all the diverse members of the brassica family (such as broccoli, kohlrabi, haak, cabbage, cauliflower, radish, mustard, kale, and collard) like their flowers and seeds. All of them have the characteristic four-petal blooms (thus the name crusiferae – from ‘cross’ – for this group of plants, also collectively called the mustard family) and the brown-to-black oval-spherical seeds borne in tapering bean-like seedpods (a silique). Maybe now Nabeela will see why I first identified the mustard pods in her quiz as radish pods. The flowers vary in colour from white or cream to lavender or yellow, and are all edible! Read the rest of this entry »


A Sense of Loss

In This and That on May 10, 2011 at 10:30 am

Light house

It really is true; the good die young.  My dearest friend of 30 years is gone. Words are inadequate to express the sadness I feel.  She was my companion all through five years of college.  Together, we did many things for the first time.  She was a beautiful person.  I can hardly believe I am using the past tense when talking of her.

All I want to do is talk about her.  Or, listen to others talk about her.  She is an inspiration to all who knew her.  I was fortunate to have her in my life.  The other day we met for lunch and talked about our children; they are both almost 20.  We were so proud of the good job we had done.   At the time I had little idea how much of a good Mom she truly was.

Happy Mothers’ Day to all the Moms – you are the best!

Find my friend, Pratibha, mentioned here: A Delhi Summer, Appams with avial, Palak-Panir, and moongre ki sabzi.  She was an irregular reader of this blog but did leave a comment once.  Prati, you are missed so much.  Family birthdays and special occasions will never be the same.