Recipes: Sweet Sour Potatoes

When I was in college, I used to make a potato recipe in a tamarind sauce a lot. That was a signature dish I had discovered in a magazine, most likely Women’s Era and had written it down. I did not bring that notebook with me when I moved to Singapore and now that recipe is lost.

The other day I suddenly started thinking of that recipe and turned to Google to see if I can find it somewhere in the world wide web. Unfortunately, I could not remember most of the ingredients and hence could not verify if any of the recipes were the same.

I did read a recipe from Sanjeev Kapoor which I felt was the closest to what I remembered and so adapted this recipe to my own. So here’s my version of tangy and sweet-sour potatoes.

Sweet Sour Potatoes

Ingredients:

  • 1 cup potatoes, scrubbed well and cut into long fingers with the jacket on
  • 1 lemon-sized ball of tamarind, soaked in hot water for 20 minutes and pulped and make it into 2 cups of tamarind water (or if you are using tamarind paste, use 2-3 tsp of the same)
  • 2 tbsp (more or less) Jaggery (you can alternate this with brown sugar if you don’t have access to jaggery)
  • 1 tsp cumin seeds
  • 1 tsp fennel seeds
  • 1 tsp mustard seeds
  • 1 tsp coriander seeds
  • 3-4 dried red chillies
  • 1/8 tsp asafoetida
  • 1 tsp kasuri methi (dried fenugreek leaves)
  • 1 tsp oil
  • Salt to taste

Method:

  • In a dry pan, dry roast the cumin seeds, fennel seeds, coriander seeds and chillies separately till they start to emit a nice aroma. Make sure you don’t burn the spices. Keep aside, cool and blend into a fine powder.
  • Heat oil in a largish pan and when the oil heats up, add the mustard seeds and let them pop. When they pop, add the asafoetida and stir for a couple of seconds. Then add in the powdered spice mix and stir for a couple of seconds.
  • Then pour in the tamarind water and jaggery and some salt and let it come to a nice rolling boil.
  • After about five minutes, when the raw smell of the tamarind goes away, add the potatoes and let them cook. Cook the potatoes till a knife pierced through one, goes in cleanly. Don’t overcook them. Check for salt at this point and add more if needed.
  • Finish off with taking the kasuri methi in the palms of your hands and crush it to release the oils and aroma and sprinkle it over the potatoes and gravy.
  • Switch off the gas and garnish with chopped coriander. Serve with rice or rotis (Indian flatbreads)
  • In My Hands Today…

    City of Veils – Zoë Ferraris

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    Investigating police officer Osama Ibrahim, forensic scientist Katya Hijazi and her friend, the strictly devout Bedouin guide Nayir Sharqi join forces to search out the truth in the scorching city streets and the vast, lethal emptiness of the desert beyond.

    Breathtakingly fast-paced, sure-footed and thrilling, this novel paints in dazzling colours a city of veils in which more is hidden than is revealed, and nothing is what it seems.

    2018 Week 31 Update

    Nothing much to update this week. Life goes on with the usual household drama, quarrels and issues.

    This week will be a shorter week because of Singapore’s National Day mid-week. This means the children only have two days of school proper. Wednesday will be a half day for them where they go to school just for the National Day Observance Ceremony and Friday will be a school holiday.

    I’ve been having some really vivid dreams in the past few days, so vivid that at times it’s taken me a couple of minutes after waking up to figure out that I was dreaming and in a few cases, actually check if I had been reading about something connected to the dream before my nap/sleep. Wonder why this happens.

    Ah well, here’s hoping that this week is great for all, you and me!

    2018 Secondary 3 Week 31 Update

    Another school week and the timeline for GG’s school learning journey is drawing near. She is going to Vietnam for a humanities learning journey next week and is super excited as well as a bit nervous about the whole trip. Earlier in the week, we had a briefing from the school for both parents and students by the vendor who will be taking the children and they gave us travel tips on the country as well as the recommended packing list. Prior to the talk by the vendor and the teachers, the students had a lecture by a former student, who is currently a history lecturer at a local university about the country. GG loved this lecture and this reignited GG’s desire to become a teacher again. She has been going on and off since Primary school about becoming a teacher.

    BB has back to back CCA competitions over two Saturdays. This year, since they are in Sec 3, the school only offered one-way transport for the students which is from the school to the SYFC HQ and they had to make their own way back. I was a bit worried since their HQ is quite far from our home, but he was able to come home quite easily. So that’s one bucket list stricken off, and he has become quite independent.

     

    In My Hands Today…

    Darshan – Amrit Chima

    18493146In 1911 rural India, Baba Singh Toor commits a shocking act of violence to avenge a crippling loss, setting a secret in motion that will haunt—and claim—the Toors for generations.

    Hardened by a crime for which he was never caught, Baba’s past casts shadows over his sons, even as the era of British Colonial tyranny and oppression reaches its height. In the distant colony of 1940s Fiji, his son, Manmohan, a virtuoso of enterprise, bears the burden of his father’s sin, plagued by an all-consuming insecurity that suffocates his own children. And twenty-five years later in San Francisco, Darshan—inextricably linked to his grandfather, Baba Singh, by both birth and fate—finds himself dragged to the centre of conflict. Held accountable for the Toors’ dark history, he labours to honour his name—meaning one who is blessed with clarity of sight—attempting to keep the family from irreparably splintering apart.