Day #21 of The Ultimate Blog Challenge...You can read my other posts for the Challenge here :)
Oi so SuKu's Fast Food Buffet has reached its last day. Huh? you forgot today is the last day of the food theme? So what better way than to end a buffet with a sweet dish...yes people it is dessert time
Now this dessert also has a sweet story to it... My mother hates to waste anything related to food. She does not believe in hoarding her fridge with stuff. She just buys what she needs in the kitchen (though sadly dad always complained that this rule does not apply to her wardrobe). We were never allowed to stuff our plates with food. We had to take little, finish it and then take more if we needed. If ever in her fridge there was one of each vegetable left by the end of the week then for sure we would have vegetable rice for Sunday lunch.
Now second part of the story. I hate milk. Absolutely hate milk and I would really like to say that there is a special place reserved in hell for people who force anyone to drink milk in the name of nutrition and health, but I wouldn't say that because I really really love my mother, my MIL and my husband ♥. And my dad is the coolest, he would just finish my glass of milk and give the empty glass to me♥♥ (yeah partners in crime). Now let's combine both the stories.
I hate Milk - My mother hates wastage - One fine morning 2 litres of milk just split in the vessel
My Mother's reaction
But no prizes for guessing who won, my Mother ofcourse!! Even though that she was cursing the milkman she was very determined not to waste that split milk. So this is what she did
Step 1: Added some lime juice to the split milk to give it a tangy flavour
Step 2: Drained away all the water and fried the whey on a medium flame in some butter, sugar & cardamom powder
Step 3: Shoved it down our throats
The Result: We loved it... OMG we completely loved it!!
After that every morning I would wait and watch with bated breath for the milk to boil and when I saw it rising up to the boil without splitting, I knew whoever said God hears to children's prayers was kidding
Two weeks later one aunty was talking to mummy and was complaining how when that morning the milk she was boiling split. I quickly jumped in and said, 'Aunty what did you do with it, please give it to my mummy, she will make mithai for us'. My mother just continued to talk to that aunty pretending that I did not even exist in that room, she completely disowned me!!
PS: My mother's till today is a traditional Kerala Kitchen so the thought of making paneer never occurred to her.
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