A reader, Veronica, sent in the following question a couple of days ago: My boyfriend is from Gondia and I wanted to learn to cook some food from that area of India. What kind of Indian food do you cook for your husband? Heh, well, I guess it's confession time here on Gori Girl: I can't remember the last time I cooked real Indian food. Maggi? Sure. Ginger tea? It's been known to happen. TastyBite or other yummy precooked packaged Indian meals? We've got a pantry full of 'em. And we've got a kabob takeout place on speed dial. But I don't ever cook a full meal of real Indian food. I mean, I have in the past, but it's not a regular thing at all. There's a simple enough explanation for this - I've just never learned how to cook Indian food. When I grew up in California I had a lot of Chinese and Taiwanese friends and neighbors, so I can make a fair number of Chinese dishes. I've managed to pick up a few things from my Mexican, Japanese, and Korean relatives (yup, it's a rainbow of colors at family reunions). But until I met Aditya I wasn't close friends with anyone who could cook Indian food. Of course, given his limited repertoire in the kitchen, I still didn't know anyone who could cook (much) Indian food after I met him either. Nowadays, I mostly limit myself to adding Indian spices to change the taste of some of the dishes I already cook. Turmeric powder gets tossed into the stirfry, or garam masala is added to the sausage stew after it's done. Actually, it's a bit of a hazard for our friends who dine at our house without knowing this habit of mine - they'll bite into the chicken pot pie, only to discover there's a bunch of chicken curry masala in the sauce. While this response might be a superficial answer to Veronica's question (no Indian food is cooked for poor Aditya), it isn't a particularly helpful answer for people looking to make some familiar food for their partners. This question actually comes at a particularly good time, as I've been thinking about trying my hand at real Indian cooking. So - how can you learn to cook Indian (or other, new-to-you) food? Let's go through the difference resources available:
Continue reading...Sunday, March 30, 2008
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Continue reading...Thursday, March 27, 2008
Possibly the best thing about being in an intercultural relationship, at least for the curious mind, is the in-depth, nitty-gritty exposure you get to a different group's culture. Be prepared for the flood of new customs, food, clothes, vocabulary, entertainment and so forth that'll be coming your way. The only thing I can compare it to is living in a foreign country with a roommate or family from that country - of course, then you're still in an intercultural relationship, just not a romantic one. While a number of problems can arise from having two or more cultures operating in the same house, today's focus is on the unadulterated good things that come from sharing a culture. The things that will remain perfect in my mind forever. Even if Aditya were to run off the squirrel that hangs out near the bedroom window (they were eying each other this morning) and break my heart, or declare a hatred for IKEA (and break my heart), I will appreciate our time together because of these three things:
Continue reading...Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Someone gave me a pair of swastikas as a wedding gift. They were quite beautiful: delicate, pure gold swastika earrings, with subtle etchings along the front and edges. I wish I had taken a picture of them – and of my husband’s face when he opened the gift. I still don’t know who the giver was, but I suspect it was an older Auntie with superb taste and very few NRI relatives.
Continue reading...Tuesday, March 11, 2008
During their travels in India, my uncle and mom really enjoyed eating with their hands, as you can see from the photo above. This is the traditional way of eating in India… but not all Indians are perfectly traditional. If you look closely at my husband, Aditya, pictured on the right, you’ll notice he has a fork on his plate, since he doesn't care to eat rice with his hands. I, too, have a fork - you can just see it spearing some delicious chicken in the far right of the photo. I'm using a fork because when I try to eat rice with my hands, I end up with some on my lap, down my blouse, and somehow in my hair - it’s just not pretty. The photo of my family chowing down demonstrates the two main things you need to know about eating Indian food: it’s traditionally done with your hands (mostly the right hand actually – more on that in a bit) AND it’s okay to not be traditional. If you’re uncomfortable eating with your hands, then don’t. No one will look down on you, or think less of you if you ask for silverware. However, for those of you interested adventuring outside of Western-style table manners, I have a few hard-learned tips and tricks to help you chow down politely.
Continue reading...Monday, March 10, 2008
Indians rock at the wedding gift-giving thing. In fact, I think the Indian version of giving wedding presents is far superior to the typical American way. This belief of mine is based on the one Indian wedding I’ve attended – my own – so it’s not exactly statistically sound. But I think my experience is enlightening, nonetheless, and I’m told it’s fairly typical. Last Christmas, exactly a year and four days after our civil ceremony in the US, Aditya and I had our Hindu wedding in India. The date was picked for a combination of reasons: it was auspicious according to the astrologer Maa (Aditya’s mother) consulted; the weather in Calcutta would be near perfect for anyone not from Calcutta; and, most importantly, the groom and I could get time off of our jobs in D.C. to fly halfway around the world. Of course, the timing also meant that I couldn’t spend the holidays with my culturally-Christian family in California, exchanging gift cards (Best Buy for Aditya, Borders for me), and watching various younger cousins, nieces, and nephews play with the cardboard boxes their toys came in. Still, I consented to go to India. We get out to the West Coast every season anyways, and I was told there’d be presents for me in India. (Sure, it also meant I could finally meet Aditya’s sister and his extended family, perform important Hindu marriage rites, see his homeland, etc, etc, whatever – today’s focus is on presents.) Shall I start with the reasons why Indian wedding gifts are excellent?
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Sunday, March 30, 2008
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