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Sunday, 16 February 2025

AN EASY SIDE DISH WITH CHOW-CHOW & A COOL CUCUMBER CHUTNEY

    


Chow-chow, or Bangalore Brinjal, as it is fondly called, is a vegetable that tastes so good and is easy to cut. Peel the skin and cut it lengthwise, cubes, or whatever shape you like. It gets into it easily without taking much time. It is a vegetable you can cook in a jiffy. Here is a simple side dish for chapati or poori.

INGREDIENTS

Chow Chow

Moong dal

Turmeric

Urad dal

Channa dal

Pepper

Oil

coconut

Red chillies

Milk

PREPARATION:

Cut chow- chow into pieces and cook it along with moong dal

Place a wok, add oil, channa dal &urad dal, pepper, red chillies and fry it till golden brown.

Grind it along with few coconut pieces & water. Make it into paste

Mix it with the cooked vegetable and dal. Add turmeric and salt.

Let it simmer for some time. Finally, add little milk and remove from fire.

Serve hot with chapattis or poori.

 

A chutney is compulsory as a side dish if this is served with white rice. Here is the recipe for COOL CUCUMBER CHUTNEY:

 

 


Cucumber is a light and cool vegetable which is why it is usually referred as cool as a cucumber. This is suitable and best used in the summer season. It is used in salads, curry, and raita. Here is the special recipe -cucumber chutney.

INGREDIENTS:

Cucumber

Tamarind

Urad dal

channa dal

Salt

Oil

Mustard seeds

Red chillies

Asafoetida

PREPARATION:

Peel and cut cucumber, take out the seeds and grate

Take a kadai, pour oil , add urad dal, red chillies & asafoetida and roast till golden brown

Soak tamarind and grind it along with the roasted spices

Squeeze the excess water from the grated cucumber and mix it well with the grind paste.

Add salt. Take a kadai ,pour oil, add mustard seeds, channa dal and roast till golden brown and pour over the prepared chutney.

Mix well and serve with hot white rice and papad.

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