Saturday, January 21, 2012

Cooking Schools in Istanbul

For a chef, a trip to any country is never complete without meeting fellow chefs, foodies and gourmets.  I had the privilege of meeting three interesting women in Istanbul and I enjoyed the meals, the conversations and the cooking tips they shared with me.  All these three ladies conduct cooking classes regularly and have full attendance for all their classes throughout the year.
Cooking Alaturka
Dutch chef Eveline Zoutedijk was one of the first persons to establish a cooking school in Istanbul!!  Besides running a cooking school and restaurant, she is also the author of “The Painting or the Boy”and “Tales from the Expat Harem”.  Chef Eveline was trained at the Cordon Bleu in Paris is also a graduate of a hotel management school in Switzerland and has one year of working experience in the kitchen of a Michelin-star restaurant.
Apparently Eveline used to run a boutique hotel in Istanbul and the guests were always asking her for cooking classes and eventually she offered Turkish cooking classes in the hotel’s kitchen. When the classes became very popular she chose to close the hotel and opened Cooking Alaturka in the popular Sultanahmet area.  The cooking school cum restaurant offers many hands-on cooking classes usually focusing on Anatolian cuisine.  The majority of her students are tourists and her assistant is Chef Feyzi Usta.  Recipes are given and students stand around the work table helping out with the cutting, shaping and preparation of the mis en place.  Chef Feyzi will do the actual cooking and Chef Eveline will explain the ins and outs of Turkish cooking.  Lunch is food that is prepared during the cooking class.  The restaurant is opened to the public but the menu will be the same as the cooking class’s menu for the day.  There is a different menu every day.  I learnt and tasted Yaprak Dolmas, Pureed Eggplant, Spicy Red Lentil Balls, Circassian Chicken with Walnuts, Oven Baked Chickpea puree with Cured Beef and a dessert Kunefe,
Cooking Alaturka
Akbiyik Caddesi 72A
Sultanahmet, Istanbul
Tel:  (+90) 2124585919


Turkish Flavours

Selin Rozanes, owner of Turkish Flavours Culinary Experience company was born and bred in Istanbul and is the right person to ask about Istanbul!!  She is not a chef by profession but an experienced tour guide who is passionate and highly knowledgeable about the place she was born in.  However, her cooking classes were memorable as she taught very traditional Turkish dishes that the local people may cook at home.  Her home is in the building where she was born!!  It is one of those nice Turkish homes built in the 1930s and is located in the very up market Nisantisi area.  I found Selin interesting with a wealth of knowledge.  She conducts walking tours of the spice markets in Istanbul and knows just the perfect places for purchasing spices or to eat out.  At her cooking class, participants are welcomed into a beautiful, almost like an art museum living room for a refreshing traditional iced sour cherry drink before we were asked to go to the kitchen.  Every participant gets a knife and chopping board.  On the day when I attended the cooking class, there were nine of us from different countries.  It was cozy atmosphere and the cooking class was very informal.  We got the recipes only after the cooking class.  Lunch was the same food that we learnt in class and she served a beautiful local wine to go with it.
I would recommend you to attend one of Selin’s cooking classes on the first or second day you are in Istanbul – you can get all your information about Turkey from her and you get a good knowledge about Turkish cuisine too!!  I learnt and tasted Vegetables and Lamb cooked in Earthen pot, Spinach Borek, Carrot in Yoghurt and Tahini Dressing, Zucchini and Cheese Pie and Stuffed Apricots.
Turkish FlavoursApartment 14/3, Vali Konağı.
Caddesi 14, Nişantaşı
Tel:  +90 532 218 06 53

Istanbul Culinary Institute
My next port of call was the Istanbul Culinary Institute which is the he first cooking school in Turkey to be run along the lines of the French Culinary Institute in New York or the Culinary Institute of America. The school is spread out over four floors.  One must enter the practice training restaurant Enstitü  and the Enstitü shop before taking the lift up to the school.  This culinary institute is dedicated to promoting Turkish and Mediterranean cuisine locally as well as internationally.  It trains professional chefs for the industry and offers a range of certificate cooking classes as well as hobby cooking classes.  Students in the professional programs get hands on experience at the highly acclaimed practice restaurant Enstitü. 
This place also holds seminars, exhibitions and cooking workshops for amateurs. The school’s cooking classes for amateurs are equally popular especially for the tourists.  These cooking classes last for about 3-4 hours and are taught by various guest instructors.  I attended one such class themed as “Mediterranean”and it was taught by Chef Pamela de Andria. Chef Pamela had finished her Tourism and Hospitality Management degree in Ankara and later had her professional chef training at the Johnson & Wales University.  She has working experience as a chef in a number of five-star hotels and also the celebrated Zuma Restaurant.  Chef Pamela taught us Marjoram Scented Roasted Red Pepper Soup, Seabass Fillet with Orange and Parsley Sauce, Lebanese Style Fattoush Salad, Carrot and Walnut Baked Halva,

Istanbul Culinary Institute
Meşrutiyet Caddesi 59
Tepebaşı, 34437, Istanbul
Tel:  + 212 251 22 14
Email:
info@istanbulculinary.com
Website:  www.istanbulculinary.com

 

Monday, December 5, 2011

Memorable Turkey!!

For many years, I have heard and read so much about Turkey. Istanbul was more than I expected. It is only when I was almost going to Istanbul that I found out that the capital of Turkey is Ankara!  Apparently Istanbul was once known as Constantinople and this was at the time of the Roman Empire.  I leave you to dig history up for more information on this.

The first thing that hit me at the airport was the sound of Turkish Oud music. The Turkish Oud is almost a pear shaped string instrument and I just love the sound it produces especially when the strings are plucked by experienced musicians.  
Busy Taksim Square
Our hotel – a suite on a steep slope was near Taksim Square.  The first morsel of food that  I tasted in Istanbul is the borek and Turkish tea.  I must tell you this – for the next few days these was a ‘must have’ at the end of each day until I became sick of it.  I tried the minced meat filled borek and the spinach borek. 
a Borek shop

Basically the borek is made of layers of phyllo pastry filled with minced lamb and diced onion or spinach and crumbled feta cheese, rolled up and then baked.  The borek is cut up into pieces and served on a plate. 
Borek
The Turkish tea is a good accompaniment.  Turkish tea is black tea leaves prepared using one small kettle with tea leaves on top of a large kettle of water.  The water is boiled and some of the water is poured onto the tea leaves in the small kettle and left to steep.  When serving tea, a bit of the strong tea is poured into little glasses, usually tulip shaped and then diluted with more hot water from the large kettle. Most 
Turkish team in tulip shaped glass
people have it with sugar cubes.  You can drink glass after glass of this nice tea.  It is quite common to see tea vendors carrying tea and selling on the road-side.  Tea drinkers are a common sight in Turkey!!  Waiters, office workers, traffic police………it is quite common to see them having a glass of tea on their hands while working!

One of the first things I saw as the taxi was driving us to our hotel was a traditional Turkish bakery. The shop was stacked with so many kinds of bread but the place was dominated by French loaf type of bread alled Ekmek.  This crusty outside and soft inside loaves of bread are seen everywhere.  When you pass the neighbourhood bakeries, you have to inhale the aroma of these loaves being baked.  Sometimes I saw people carrying loaves of unwrapped bread home after work and occasionally I saw people just breaking off the edge of the bread and eating it as they walked home!!.
Sandwich with White Cheese

This bread is usually sandwiched with cheese and toasted and served with coffee for breakfast.  Talking of breakfast, I experienced a typical Turkish breakfast one morning and I swear I will not have another of this traditional breakfast anymore – it is so laden with fat!  Well, this is a traditional Turkish breakfast – feta cheese, yellow cheese, a hardboiled egg, 3-4 types of olives, Turkish sausage, mortadella, tomatoes, cucumber, 2-egg omelette, warm bread, honey and butter.
Taksim Square  is packed with people – locals and tourists and everyone seemed to be busy.  The street is full of cafes and restaurants and as you walk you pass beggars, buskers, imitation watch sellers, shoe polishing stands, stalls selling orange or pomegranate juices, and vendors selling socks and woollen mufflers to keep the cold away! 

Shoe Polishing Service

At every 300 metres or every corner of Istanbul or so there will be a guy selling simit from little red carts.  Occasionally I also saw vendors carrying wooden trays on their heads with simits for sale.   Simit is a round bread, almost like a large sized bagel crusted with sesame seeds.  This bread is indeed crusty on the outside and soft on the inside.  The simit tasted great when dunked in coffee and I do like the earthy flavour of almost burnt sesame seeds!  There are even fast food chains like Simit Sarayi and Simit Palace in Turkey!!
Simit
Cart selling Simit
You can hear Muslim prayers loud and clear at certain times of the day at Taksim Square and this will make you think immediately that you are in a Muslim dominated country.  However unlike other Muslim countries where I have been, I did not see people rushing for prayers, though there are huge mosques nearby.  Istanbul is very modern and almost all people are dressed in modern clothes…..very few in traditional attire.  By the way there is a Europe and Asian side of Turkey!!  I am not joking. 

Though there are the very old buildings, grand old mosques and busy bazaars in narrow lanes, street vendors selling from roasted chestnuts to mussels with slices of lemon and little cafes laden with Turkish sweets and pastries, the country is still modern with branded clothes and shoes shops, expensive cars on the road, pubs and nightclubs, trams and metro lines. 

vendor selling Kibbeh
A gentle warning – the streets also have beggars and lots of cats.  One thing is for sure……practically everyone walking the streets of Istanbul is a smoker!  Most of the streets in and around Taksim Square are narrow and some even steep and most time of the day the traffic is terrible;  in fact I personally feel that many don’t follow traffic rules here.  At least 5-6 times in a day I hear sirens from ambulances or police cars.  They just love to travel the streets with the siren in full blast. Even in very cold November, Turkish people were sitting out al fresco having coffee or tea with friends!!

dried fruits and candies stall
I had to visit it!  I cannot compromise with anything else – a visit to the Spice Bazaar of Istanbul was the top priority of things to do in Istanbul for me.  The Spice Bazaar is certainly an educational place for foodies and families.  Apparently this place is also known as the Egyptian Market and was built in 1664.  The oldest market in Istanbul is called the Grand Bazaar and then followed by Spice Bazaar. This place is a haven – to see, to get familiar, to smell, to touch and to taste spices, snacks, sweets, pastries and nuts and also to buy some souvenirs. 

assorted sweets

Ground spices were openly displayed (I will not advise anyone to buy ground spices that are displayed in heaps – the aroma and potency of the spices would have varnished in the air!);  whole spices like cardamoms, Turkish and Iranian saffron, allspice, cinnamon, cloves etc were in abundance.  There were an assortment of spiced powders like Ottoman spice and Arabic spices and even henna powder (The Turkish women dye their hair with natural hair dye like henna)You name it and you find the nuts – that is what I thought when I looked at the display of nuts – roasted and unroasted.  I saw pine nuts in the shells for the first time here. 

spices

There were also nuts coated with sesame seeds, honey or chocolate.  Pistahios, walnuts, pine nuts and almonds were in abundance. Besides nuts, there were the dried fruits!  Turkish figs are a must buy and some were stringed into long ropes and hung.  There were sun dried apricots, dried quinces, fruit leathers, dried fruit doners; assortment of teas like dried apple tea, dried pomegranate tea and the popular Turkish black tea leaves. I saw a sacksful of carob beans too. 

There were honey in jars and Besides all these sight – there was the mouth-watering treats that were sold all around me – Turkish Delights in all kind of flavours including the new made with natural juice only type.  I tried the pomegranate juice Turkish Delight and it was simply awesome studded with lots of roasted chopped pistachio nuts. And of course there were twenty over Turkish sweets like baklavas and halwas.  Besides all the above there were all the incense oils, the frankincense and myrrh that was sold.  All these and the people made this market one of the most memorable markets that I have visited in my life.

Fish Sandwich Shop
The other market that I enjoyed very much in Istanbul is the fish market.  It is not like the biggest fish market I ever came across in my life.  However the 20 odd fish stalls there had a variety of fish and other seafood – many of which I have never came across before.  Like all fish markets this place was wet and slippery and the fish were either displayed on slabs of ice, crushed ice on in buckets of water.  The fishmongers were shouting out the price of fish.  There were several proper restaurants adjacent to the fish stalls and there were smaller ‘shack’ like stalls that sold some cooked seafood.  These little food stalls do not have menu but have pictures of the various fishes and other seafood and you have to choose from the photo and tell the vendor how you want it cooked and the price will be quoted.  I chose grilled large prawns and fried ‘hamsi’ – Black Sea anchovies. 
Fried Anchovies
Many others were eating fish sandwiches – fried mackerel or mullet sandwiched in between one of the popular ekmek breads along with a salad, onion rings, lime juice and sprinkling of paprika and sumac.  I am sure it tasted yummy. My anchovies were dipped in batter and deep fried, crispy and still soft and juicy inside.  Like all Turkish and Mediterranean foods it was served with wedges of lemon slices. 
Grilled Prawns
The grilled prawns were unforgettable – very basin ingredients like lemon juice, olive oil, smashed garlic, bit of paprika were used as marinade and the prawns with shells were grilled on a huge griddle till it is almost charred and smoky in flavor.  The result was very succulent, juicy, tasty prawns that were finger licking good. The vendor also placed a plated heaped with salad dressed with pomegranate molasses and olive oil. 

Grilled Fish and Vegetables

The vendor was also grilling some fish over charcoal and I must tell you that you can get one of the best smells on Earth when the liquid from the fish hits the glowing charcoal and results in a smoke that is so deliciously tempting.
men fishing at Galata Bridge

Fish, I think is very important for Turkish people.  Every day of my trip to Turkey, I saw hundreds of boys and adults fishing in a row along the Galata Bridge or any other bridge.  I suspect some spend more than 8 hours enduring the cold wind to catch fish or maybe even stay overnight. I saw very old men maybe in their 70s fishing; and young fashionably dressed boys too.  These guys throw a fishing line into the sea and just spend time looking out at the sea hanging their pole over the water. Whether they catch many fish or not – I don’t know but they are certainly admirable to be able to withstand the cold and stand there for hours hoping to catch a fish!
Kebab Shop
At almost every corner of Istanbul you can find kebab shops.  There are at least 2-3 at every stretch and every side of the roads.  Some of these shops are very posh ones while many are just small hole in the wall type of shops.  I think the Turks inherited their skills from their nomadic forefathers who much have roasted and grilled their meats over camp fires!  A friend told me long ago that meats always tasted better in Turkey because the sheep and cow are more free range and are raised in green pastures.  It is believed that some of the shepherds play the oud to the grazing animals! Though there were many kebabs in every stalls menu, the popular ones were the Sis Kebab, the Doner Kebab, Adana kebab and more. 

Of course the Doner Kebab is the most famous worldwide.  I saw a vendor using a mallet and hitting thick slabs of meat with fat and all.  Later he marinated with some ingredients that he had already premixed in a large tub.  He had some minced meat next to him in a large basin and I saw his assistant breaking some eggs into it and combining the minced meat and eggs together by hand.  Later he stacked the marinated pieces of meat alternating with minced meat on a large upright skewer until the skewer is completely covered;  this skewer then rotates in front of hot vertical grills.  Just as the outer layer of meat gets cooked, he takes a sharp knife and slices it into very thin pieces.  He then takes these thin shavings of roasted meat and lay it over a flat pita bread, top with some salad, fried French fries and squirts some yoghurt sauce over it and folds the pita bread to hold the filling and wrap pita bread on paper and hand it to you. The Arabs call this Shawarma.

Pita Bread filled with roasted meat


Another must try in Turkey is the Lahmacun.  It is almost like a thin crust pizza and it is said the original recipe may have come from Syria. I am not very sure as I also understand that both Greece and Turkey are fighting over whose original dish this is?   Basically, it is thin piece of bread dough topped with minced beef or lamb and finely chopped onions and some seasoning.   After the topping is placed on the bread dough, it is placed on a large shovel and the lachmacun is pushed into a hot oven to be baked.
Pilav

Many of the kebab restaurants serve the kebabs with ‘pilav’.  I was surprised to see the word ‘pilav’ in the menu of some of the traditional Turkish restaurants.  And so I had to try the pilav at about 3 places before I decided to give it miss.  I do know ‘pilau’ was it is a common rice dish for the Indians.  The English called it ‘pilaf’.  The Indians served the pilau during auspicious days and I understand that the Turks also serve it on special days but you can also find it some of the restaurant menus.  The Turkish pilav is a world of difference from the Indian pilau.  They have pilavs made of rice, bulgur wheat, couscous as well as fine vermicelli which is called sehriye here.  The pilav is cooked in a stock and had bit of lentils, currants, pine nuts and spices.  Some had strong taste of tomato soup in the rice. Apparently rice is grown in the west Black Sea region.

On a couple of occasions I tried the Meze dishes.  The meze is like the Spanish tapas and in the Turkish restaurants it is common to see the waiter bring a large rectangular tray filled with small plates of different dishes for you to choose from.  Many places serve one of the national anise flavoured alcohol based drink called ‘raki’ with it.  This drink is given in small shots – but I have seen a couple drinking it with ice cubes.  Personally it is not my kind of drink.  Some of the meze I have tried was salted marinated mackerel, smoked eggplant dip, a simple tomato and cucumber salad, hummus, olives, pickles, walnuts, charred red capsicum and walnut dip, pickled gherkins, spicy tomato and olive, tapenade, cold eggplant salad, feta cheese, dolmades, fattoush salad, dried salted beef, mashed brown broad beans, marinated mushrooms, butter beans in olive oil or tomato sauce, battered and fried calamari, octopus slices in olive oil, prawns sauted with garlic and olive oil. Phew………I ate all these?  Cannot believe it now!
Salted Mackeral

Besides tea, one of the popular drinks in Turkey is Ayran.  It is certainly proclaimed as one of the healthiest drink on Earth.  And what is it - A version of the lassi – the Indian salted yoghurt drink.  I found out recently that the word ‘yoghurt’ came from the Turkish word “yoghurtmak” which means to blend.  Some restaurants served this iced lightly salted yoghurt drink with chopped mint, dried mint leaves or finely chopped garlic.

Turkish coffee
And will definitely not forget Turkish coffee!! You see it everywhere in Turkey – people at cafes drinking Turkish coffee and I must have drank it so many times too.  What can be better in life, than to sit at a café, sipping good Turkish coffee and watching the world go by!  Traditionally the roasted coffee beans are ground in a traditional Turkish coffee grinder.  This is usually made of brass and long, tubular design, with burrs that grind the coffee to a fine powder.   A copper or brass, wide bottomed, narrow necked container with a long handle called "cezvehe” is used for boiling the coffee.  The coffee is always served in small espresso cups.  Every time I ordered a Turkish coffee, the serving staff will ask “without sugar, little sugar or more sugar?”  Turkish coffee is always served with a glass of cold water to freshen the mouth to enjoy the coffee better. It is best to eat a sweet Turkish pastry with the coffee. Well, just in case you have never drank Turkish coffee before – don’t be shocked if you feel coffee residue in your mouth – it is all part and parcel of enjoying Turkish coffee.
Western style dining table
Ottoman Style seating
And before I finish, I must share with you – I went to a traditional Ottoman cuisine restaurant.  This was very special.  I went in because from the outside I saw a couple of ladies in aprons, seated on the floor and rolling out dough into very thin pieces and stuffing it with mashed potatoes or cheese and cooking it on a iron griddle.  The restaurant was colourfully decorated in Turkish furnishings and furniture and we had to sit on thick cushions and food was served on the low tables.  During the meal I was listening to old Turkish love songs!  It was indeed a great experience.


Coming soon………..all about the Turkish sweets.






Monday, September 5, 2011

Bandit Queens of Pune

Mumbai to me was a noisy city with hot and humid climate, pollution and most of all a place where everyone was busy- everyone was moving fast from cars to even the cows!  In my recent trip to Pune for work I was pleasantly surprised to find myself in a calm green and clean place that is not far away from Mumbai.  This city charmed me and the hospitality of everyone I met is remarkable and so difficult to describe in a sentence. As I was traveling more often in a van, I could see myself passing shopping malls, multiplexes, restaurants and more restaurants, lots of educational institutions, pubs, bookshops, farms, markets, and amazing people…….dressed in a many different ethnic clothes from Gandhi capped guys to a ladies who wore nine- yard saris.

 Talking about saris, the women move fast and easily in their traditional nine-yard saris.  It is a unique way of draping style that dates back to historical period when women are said to have even fought fearless battles dressed in this attire! I have seen the cleaning women wearing the saris with the pleats of the sari, tucked at the waist to facilitate them to do their jobs.  Some very traditional Marathi Brahmin ladies wear the sari with the behind pleats, which are tucked into the waist at the center of backside. The decorated end of the sari is thrown over the left shoulder.   Unlike the 6-yard long sari, one does not need an undergarment to hold the sari in place at the waist.  However, I have seen a few young village girls wearing a shorter version that obviously needed an undergarment. Of course the ladies working in the Pune town etc were wearing jeans and skirts and the churidars.

 As I was getting into the car at the airport, I was surprised to see a lady on a motorbike with almost her entire face, head, neck and shoulders covered with a scarf save for her eyes.  She looked like someone out of a movie – a bandit or a robber.  And it was not just one person - almost about 60% of ladies on motor bikes have their faces covered.  Some even walk the street with their faces covered and they are not Muslims.  After talking to a few people, I found out that these women are covering their faces to protect themselves from the harsh sun (they don’t like to be dark here) and the pollution.  I wonder why only the Pune women are so vain. Personally I also think, covering their faces, also give them the advantage of looking at any hunks on the street! I will call these ladies Bandit Queens of Pune!

 During my trip here, I also noticed a strong support for Anna Hazare, the social activist who went on a hunger strike in Delhi demanding enactment of Citizen Ombudsman Bill. Honestly, up to the point I reached Mumbai, I don’t know who Anna Hazare is.  Families, youngsters, babies, disabled, the elderly and even tourists –many with tri-coloured wristbands or with their faces painted in tri-colours or wearing “I am Anna” white caps - all of them were standing holding hands making a long human chain against the anti-corruption protest.  I would have joined the group too if not for the fact that I was in Pune outskirts for work. I feel lucky to be here and I felt the vibrations of the people when the news was announced on TV and radio that the Government has accepted Anna Hazare’s conditions and that subsequently that he had broken his fast.  Well done Anna Hazare.

I had a chance of eating at an ‘old world’ restaurant run by a sweet elderly man.  Mr. Chandrakumar Baldota owns a small restaurant cum hotel Farmers’ Inn on the Pune Solapur Road in Pune.  He has been running it for many years.  His breakfast special on the day I went was thalipeeth a flat bread cooked on the iron griddle and bursting with flavours and healthy nutrients. It is quite a Maharasthrian tradition to use ‘bhajani’ flour.  This is a flour ground out of mixed grains like rye, millet, corn, wheat, sorghum, buckwheat, a couple of types of dry roasted dhall.  This multi grained flour is combined with chopped chilli, coriander leaves, chopped mint leaves, pinches of coriander, turmeric and cumin powders and some chopped onion is combined and kneaded to a fairly soft and delicate dough, and left to ‘mature’ for 30 minutes and then rolled into balls.  The tips of the hands are used to pat the dough into a flat round shape and a few small holes are made on it.  This is so that drops of oil or ghee can be drizzled in to cook the thalipeeth more evenly. It is cooked on both sides till lightly crisp and golden and served with buffalo milk butter or ghee and curd.  At Farmer’s Inn I was also served a Coconut Garlic Chutney and Sweet Lime Pickle.  Besides thalipeeth I was also served hot of the fryer, Batata Vada.  This is mashed potatoes with sprinkles of chopped coriander leaves and salt, shaped into patties, dipped in chickpea batter and deep fried till golden brown.  It was served with a mint and coriander chutney and fiery hot garlic chutney.

Chef Shashish and his wife Chef Avanti, a culinary teacher at the local catering institute took me to a Gujarati thali restaurant.  It was truly an enlightening experience.  The restaurant PANCHAT VATI served more than 20 dishes including 3 chutneys in a thali.  I wished I could just go on eating especially the so heavenly sweet Puran Poli. As soon as we were seated, huge stainless steel platters with small metal bowls were placed in front of us.  The restaurant was full of happy looking people – who will not be happy if they were served with food that you just cannot find fault with!?  The meal started with snacks and savouries like white soft and fluffy dhoklas, samosas, pickles and chutneys and salads.  In quick succession, the vegetable dishes followed, with a couple of dhall dishes, hot phulkhas just out of the stove, the semi sweet kadi, roasted papadums, and another Indian sweet were served by light footed waiters.  You can repeatedly ask for more of your favourite dishes and you don’t have to pay for that extra serving. The thali served here is delicious, value for money and considered to be the best in Pune. The highlight was the puran poli that was served dipped in a container of pure ghee. I have never eaten puran poli like that let alone eaten anything dipped is such sinfully delicious home-made ghee! The puran poli is literally a stuffed chapatti with a sweet filling of channa dhall.  I would think that the best puran polis must have a very thin covering, filled with a smooth sweet filling and cooked on the griddle just right to give the perfect texure.  Important thing to note – if you want to eat and enjoy a good puran poli, forget about the calories, eat it drenched in ghee otherwise forget about eating it!

 Over the 14 days in Pune, my colleagues indulged me with many Maharashtra  specialities.  Vishwas, the food technologist asked me to try Sabudana Kichidi that his mum has made.  Although I have eaten this once in Singapore, the one that I tried in Pune was simply the best. Apparently the sabudana kichidi is served on fasting days.  Medium sized sago is soaked in water, drained and sauted in spices and diced pieces of boiled potatoes and then combined with roasted ground chilli powder and roasted peanuts. As Sago tends to be starchy, the trick lies in making the khichdi in such a way that it doesn't stick together and become a clump and so therefore Vishawa’s mum made it well.  One day, my young friend Vishwas passed me a plate of Bhakris. He explained that this is a typical sorghum flour flat bread made in most homes in the villages. Again, this dough is shaped into a round flat, thin circle and cooked on a hot plate. I guess because sorghum flour gluten free, it must have been tough to shape it well.  But I guess his mum is an artisan bread maker in her own way as the bread was well puffed too despite the fact that these kind of breads don’t need baking powder or yeast.   I wished I had more time here in Pune so that I can learn the art of making these almost ‘dying’ skill of making bakri. By the way sorghum is supposed to have more antioxidant properties than blueberries and eating sorghum daily as part of the diet helps to lower cholesterol levels and promote heart health by keeping platelets from sticking together to form a clot.  Singaporeans should have more of these grains!

Young and pretty Chef Sandhya brought me
kharavas one day and happily watched me as I was eating it. Kharavas is a chilled sweet milk pudding flavoured with saffron, nutmeg and cardamoms. It tasted very much like a milk pudding that I have eaten in Sweden many years ago.  Chef Sandhya explained that the pudding is made of lactating cow’s milk. Apparently it is prepared by the first three days milk from the cows that gave birth to calves. This milk is also known as colostrum. She said her regular milkman will give them this milk whenever a calf is born in the farm.  She explained that the thick colostrum is flavoured with sugar, saffron and cardamoms and then steamed, cut into squares and served cold.  Research shows that colostrum is
extremely healthy, since it contains high amounts of casein and immunogens.

Chef Prashant told me one day about a famous shop in Pune called Chitale Bhandhu that was very famous for not just their sweets but also Bhakarwadi.  His description sounded like a fried pinwheel of some sort.  Anyway, one morning, we trouped into Chef Shashish’s house for coffee and there Avanti served us the much talked about bhakarwadi. Diverting a bit, one morning Avanti had sent some Sooji Sheera for me to taste since I expressed that I felt like eating it. As I was eating it, several other dishes came to my mind – the rava kesari, the Tamils make at home with either saffron or yellow colouring and the sooji halwa my Punjabi friend makes with a bit of chopped pineapple in it.  Avanti’s seera was so deliciously tempting and I even had the last bit scrapped into a bowl for dinner.  She had used jaggery that gave a nice caramelized feel to the sweetness and it was delicately flavoured further with ground cardamom and although lots of ghee had been used, I was just blind to it.  The fine semolina she has used was cooked into individual granules instead of clumping together. Well done Avanti.  Back to bhakarwadi - It is a popular spicy deep fried snack from Maharashtra.  Incidentally, Bhakarwadi is a Village in Koregaon Taluk in Satara District in Maharashtra.  I am sure this snack must have its origin from this village. For me bhakarwadi is like deep fried pinwheel filled with dessicated coconut, chilli, spices, fried fine murrukku, sesame seeds, poppy seeds, chopped coriander leaves, sprinkled on thinly rolled pastry either made of channa dhall flour or plain flour or even spring roll sheet and then rolled into a tight roll.  These rolls are steamed, sliced and then deep fried until crispy. My first taste of it was “it is crispy, fragrant and light but slightly oily”.  Consequently, Chef Prashant brought me a packet of bharwadis that tasted almost like the one Avanti served me but a bit more greasier.

Chef Sandhya, Chef Avanti and Chef Shashish








One evening after work, we all went to eat at the one Pune’s most popular snack shop the Kalyani Bhel and Panipuri House.  There are few branches of this famous brand in Pune. Apparently, the owner used to sell chaat from a pushcart and today he has many outlets. The place was crowded with couples, college students, parents and their children, the old and young. I have always loved pani puris and eating at this Pune outlet, gave me a satisfaction I never had before and I had to tell everyone that this was certainly the best pani puri I ever had in my life.  The number one is the list is – hygiene. This outlet is spotlessly clean with huge stainless steel dustbins and the staff were all in uniform.  The serving counters were clean too.  Besides the bhel and pani puri that they are known for, the outlet also sells sev batata dahi puri, ragada puri, dahi wada and a few other snacks. They also have their own brand of ice creams and kulfis. There are no seats in the outlet as you are supposed to enjoy eating chaats standing. Pani puris are very small almost about 3 cm in diameter small savoury puffs. The weakest side of the puri is tapped to break open a hole. This will help to keep the pani (the spiced water)  inside the puri till you gobble them. The cavity is filled with a spiced diced potato mixture. I have eaten at some places where the puri is stuffed with spiced chickpeas or mung bean sprouts.  The potato is topped with a sweet and tangy tamarind sauce and then it is dipped in a water made of blended coriander leaves, mint leaves, cumin and green chillie and a bit of black salt.  The experience popping a whole filled pani puri into the mouth is simply exhilarating.  The whole thing breaks into the 6 flavours of taste and one can just stand there and continue popping one pani puri after another.  You must build  a relationship or marry a pani puri man to eat this every day!  It took me a while to recover from the pani puri eating odyssey…….I was truly in ecstasy long after eating, still trying to figure out, did they use warm water or cold water……….as I thought I felt a bit of warm in my mint water.  We also tried the bhel puri – large bowls of a combination of different fine fried snacks including murruku, nylon sev, puffed rice,peanuts, friend channa dhall, puffed flattened rice, broken bits of pani puri, chopped coriander leaves, green chilli, cucumber, tomatoes, onions and god knows what other secret ingredients mixed with a dollop of the heavenly sweet and sour tamarind sauce and I had mine with the extra touch of green chillie sauce!

The devil took the order of the day.  After all the gobbling and eating, Chef Prashant managed to seduce me to go and try the Natural ice cream which was so talked about by him. I think he wanted to eat itJ And so we drove to this famous Indiann iconic brand that sells Natural ice cream……….I mean really natural! The flavours are what I call as ‘local’ flavours.  At first we orderd the Musk Melon, Tender Coconut and the popular Sitafal ice creams.  Sitafal is custard apple that India grows in abundance. I know I should not indulge in too much ice cream due to the accumulation of phlegm in the chest but after a few spoonfuls of the ice cream with my young friends, temptation got over me.  I walked to the counter and order Fig known as anjeer, water melon and jackfruit ice cream.  It was the first time I tasted water melon ice cream and it certainly an ice cream I would even recommend to diabetes.  Overall the creamy delicious organic ice cream without any preservatives or stablizers is certainly any ice cream lovers paradise. The ice cream contains less air which makes it rich and creamy.  The fig ice cream is to die for.

 One day I saw the kitchen manager Vishnu boiling something in a pressure cooker.  It was the fragrance that drew me to where he was. He told me that it was the gravy for misal pav and that it is being made for me to taste. Am I not lucky to have such good friends always taking care that I tried as much of the Pune specialties as possible during my 14 days stay.  So there it was, a pot of boiling, misal, the spicy gravy with diced potatoes, peas, onions, chopped coriander, spices and a very important ingredient matki or moth beans in English. This is a very small bean and it is sprouted overnight.  All these are boiled to make a thickish gravy almost like a keema curry. The way to eat is to ladle some of the gravy into a bowl, top with finely chopped onion, coriander leaves, green chillies if you want, chopped tomatoes, a dollop of yoghurt and a handful of fried mixed Indian snacks like peanuts, boondi, crushed mathri, nylon and nylon sev. These are combined together and eaten with ‘pav’ a soft Indian roll.  The combined taste and texture is an explosion of flavours in the mouth and one can just go on eating pav after pav if we cannot control ourselves! I think it would be nice too with a bit of the sweetish tamarind sauce.

On yet another occasion, Chef Prasanth made me one of the softest and tastiest methi paratha. An Indian flaky flat bread stuffed with chopped fresh fenugreek leaves, salt and a lashing of spices and rolled into a thin disc, the methi parathas were soft and good on its own. Traditionally it is eaten with some pickles and yoghurt. On another occasion the guest house cook Mohan, made methi parathas with the usual ingredients plus chopped spring onions.  Talking about Mohan, he indulged me with all my meals during my stay at the guest house and I must say he has great cooking skills. I shall call him the peanut guy as he includes lots of peanuts in many of his dishes eg. He did a wonderful peanut chutney to eat with chillas, a pancake made of channa dhall flour. He used coarsely broken peanuts in a curry made of angle loofah and on another occasion he had used peanuts instead of dhall in a curry and it was just so fabulous.

 During the trip to Pune we also had dinner at Paprika Hot Rock Restaurant. The menu here offers a selection of Mediterranean, Indian, Lebanese and Greek dishes. The ambience of the restaurant was well thought of with black wicker sofas and chairs with glass tables and there were semi private areas draped with white linen and lace materials hanging down.  At the end of the restaurant you can see the chefs working in the open kitchen.  The lighting of the restaurant was so poor we had to ask for a lamp to read the menu!!

 We ordered several items from the menu and experienced the hot rock specials too.  Basically a flat smooth rock is heated to a high temperature of 400 degrees C, placed on a platter and brought to the table with semi cooked ingredients.  You will then finish the cooking at the table by placing the food on the hot rock.  Though it was a novelty to eat like this with good friends, I still prefer to eat Indian food when in India…………you know what I mean?

One thing I noticed of the people of Pune is their gung-ho spirit.  No matter what religious background they belong to, or whatever their educational background is, everyone seems to be living life to the fullest.  I see more happy faced people walking on the streets of Pune.  I would say Pune for me is part culture, a bit of some natural beauty, a bit of modernization, some growth, lots of friends and lots of memories. May be someday I would go back to Pune and not on just another visit.