Cumin. I used to hate Indian food because I didn’t like cumin. I wanted to like Indian food, though, so I started using a little bit of curry in my cooking (where appropriate) until I developed a taste for it. I like Indian food now, although I’ll never be its biggest fan, and I still have a low tolerance for spiciness.
squeals of excitement I never meet other kannadigas. Are you in the states? Do you call it saaru too?
I agree with your assessment . . . because it’s an “eating out” experience maybe that’s why we think it’s oily and creamy. Also, maybe because some North Indians, particularly Punjabis, are sort of known for being a bit bigger and taller than South Indians?
And let’s not lie, there’s more than a little North/South rivalry, so maybe that’s a way for the south to dis on the north.
Huh, that’s interesting. For some reason I thought much of North Indian cuisine was based on bread, like rotis, naan, chapatis.
Ahahahaha. I’m that chick who goes to Japanese restaurants and always orders a bowl of rice that is just eaten plain. Seriously, if I was going from the above, I’d maybe need 2 tablespoons of sauce for a bowl of rice.
You eat only 2 or 4 tablespoons of rice for a meal?
But, yeah, the vast majority of Indians are poor and can afford very small amounts of other kinds of food to supplement their rice. But even well-off Indians will evenly distribute sauces through rice.
And yes, I call it saaru, which is right and proper. I’m not in the US, actually. I’m on the other side of the Pond, in that little village known as London.
One explanation (that I got from a TV documentary) was that during WWII the US Army served lots & lots of canned mutton to soldiers who, upon coming home, promply forbade their wives from ever serving any kind of sheepmeat.
My father’s definatley in the the blander the better meat & potatoes camp. He also cannot eat a meal (other than breakfast) that doesn’t feature meat (beef or pork), poultry (chicken or turkey) or occasionally seafood (lobster, crab, or shrimp). Even something like eggplant parmesan has to be served with a side of sausage or chicken.
Mom on the other hand loves spicy food (though she doesn’t quite have my tolerance). She’s actually very excited that I’m taking her out for Indian food next Saturday while Dad’s on a trip with some friends of his.
Perhaps turmeric isn’t the toxic substance I perceive it to be, but if my food is radioactive orange, and throbbing, it burns my throat, and does unpleasant things to my bowels. Other than that, love Indian food. Especially ghee.