Day 519 since Malaysia started its Movement Control Order (MCO) back in 18 March 2020, and Day 99 of the current MCO 3.0 which has kept most shops and businesses closed.
Lunch today is homecooked 𝙥𝙖𝙫 𝙗𝙝𝙖𝙟𝙞, a Mumbai street food which owed its existence to the American Civil War.
I was just reading about the history of the 𝙥𝙖𝙫 𝙗𝙝𝙖𝙟𝙞 the other day in an article entitled “What Mumbaikars owe to the American Civil War: Pav Bhaji” in a Delhi-based Indian e-paper, Mint.
It talked about Gujarati cotton traders in Mumbai back in the mid-19th-century, and how they stepped into a supply vacuum when the Union naval blockade of the Confederate ports disrupted trade with the Manchester cotton mills.
Mumbai’s cotton industry upped its game to fulfill Manchester’s needs, and its textile workers, working long into the nights, required sustenance. That was when the street stalls in that district invented the 𝙥𝙖𝙫 𝙗𝙝𝙖𝙟𝙞, a spicy mélange of mashed potatoes, beans and vegetables in a tomato-inflected curry gravy, served alongside soft buttered buns (an adaptation of the Portuguese Jesuit missionaries’ Pão de Deus).
One can find 𝙥𝙖𝙫 𝙗𝙝𝙖𝙟𝙞 practically everywhere in India these days. Although the north-west Indian metropolis, Mumbai, supposedly has the best ones, my first encounter with pav bhaji was in Bangalore back in 2004. Never looked back since.
Harters
(John Hartley - a culinary patriot eating & cooking in Northwest England)
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I love pav bhaji. Our favourite Indian restaurant serves mainly Mumbai street food. I had no idea of its history and, in particular, how it touched our city. The effect of the war on our cotton mills is, of course, well recorded. It devastated the industry but the blockade was generally supported by both workers and mill owners. We have always been a politically left leaning city with many of the middles classes coming from a Methodist religious tradition that found slavery abhorrent.
The growth of textile production in India eventually caused the demise of it here but, again, I had no knowledge that the War was at the root of it.
So, it’s come full circle - the street food invented to feed Indian workers in 19th-century Mumbai servicing Manchester’s cotton industry back then, is now available in Indian restaurants in Manchester!
Neither did I, till I was reading up on the origins of the pav bhaji and came across this article:
Harters
(John Hartley - a culinary patriot eating & cooking in Northwest England)
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It’s an interesting read, Peter. I love to learn about the history of food in a culture.
The mention of the Irani cafes was also interesting. The chap who owns the restaurant I mentioned has a business partner who is from Iran (she came to the UK to study opera). Once a year, they set aside a week to offer as “specials” dishes from the Mumbai community originally from Persia. Unfortunately, we’ve been away both times they’ve run it and, of course, it’s not run for the last couple of years.
Like their Parsi cousins, the Iranis are Zoroastrians - they had to flee Persia to escape persecution by their Muslim conquerors. The Parsis had been around in India longer, since the 14th-century. Trekking across deserts, over mountains and traversed rivers whilst carrying with them their sacred eternal flames, which they had to keep burning since their first temples were built. They finally settled in Northwest India - the flames that they eventually placed in the Parsis’ newly-built “fire temples” (or agiaries) in Mumbai had been burning for over 1,500 years.
The Iranis came to India later - in the 19th-century. The Parsis and Iranis are very closely-knit as Zoroastrians are not allowed to marry outside their religion, so there’re quite a bit of inter-marriages between the two communities in India, and anywhere else in the world where they both are.
I’d have loved to try Irani dishes anywhere they’re offered - because they are so very rare! I think there are only up to 200,000 Zoroastrians worldwide, and Britain has probably the 5th or 6th largest community (about 50,000).
We have a tiny Parsi community in Singapore (around 500), but I don’t know about the Iranis. I have a book on the Singaporean Parsis that I referred to when I was once commissioned to write an article about Singapore’s different communities and religions:
They are a very sociable and fun-loving group of people, and extremely charitable as that’s one of the foundations of Zoroastrianism.
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Harters
(John Hartley - a culinary patriot eating & cooking in Northwest England)
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Next time you’re in London, you might want to check out Cafe Spice Namaste which is owned by a Parsee. I had a lamb dhansaak which was wonderful. The chef’s wife, who runs front of house, had described it to me as the Parsee equivalent to a British sunday roast. They are currently closed and between premises so they have nothing of interest on their website for me to link to just now. But they are doing meal boxes to finish at home inlcuding a Parsee one - https://www.mrtodiwalas.com/collections/mr-todiwala-at-home/products/the-parsee-box
Oh yes, I’ve heard so much about Cafe Spice Namaste and must go there on my next trip to London. I’d been wanting to go there for years, but always ended up distracted by other Indian spots: Moti Mahal, Benares, Gymkhana, Tamarind, Trishna, Quilon, Veeraswamy, Amaya, Zaika, Indian Zing, etc.
Chutney Mary was another Indian spot I’d always wanted to visit, but never did.
My first time having that dish was at a Chowdown organised by ex-CH, Howler, at the Bombay Brasserie back in 2012. He’d even managed to persuade Bombay Brasserie’s executive chef to procure goat-meat for the dhansaak dish!
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(John Hartley - a culinary patriot eating & cooking in Northwest England)
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I’ve wanted to go to Veeraswamy since I was in my early teens in the 1960s and still haven’t made it. My late cousin, much older than me, used to visit London for business reasons from time to time and would always have a meal there. His stories made it sound so exotic - food that hadnt yet reached northwest England and wouldnt do for at least another decade. And the sheer style of the place, right down to the turbanned doorman. I think it may have been listening to David that fired my interest in food, although that didnt really surface until a goodly number of years passed.
I’d not been back to Veeraswamy for ages - the last time I was there was way back in Nov 2008, but it was a disappointment. I was giving a newly-wed London-based cousin and her Scottish husband a dinner treat one evening.
I’d carefully selected 4 types of curries which I was sure would have distinctively different flavours: a paneer one, a red meat (I think it was lamb), a chicken and a mixed vegetable one. But we ended up with 4 identical-looking and uniform-tasting curries on our table! I didn’t have a very good photo here:
I’m pretty sure Veeraswamy’s food would have improved drastically by now, since it’s still around and competing with the likes of excellent newbies like Gunpowder:
Tempe is one of my favourite food items in the world. It was first introduced to me by Indonesian classmates in university back in 1983. That year, I made soybean and its products my first-year environmental science project.
Day 533 since Malaysia started its Movement Control Order (MCO) back in 18 March 2020.
It’s the Malaysian independence day today, but I decided to stay in and cook one of my favorite childhood dishes: Tauhu Titek, a savory soup which consisted of shrimp-pork meatballs and tofu, in a salted fish-shrimp broth flavored with “rempah titek” spice blend.
For the soup base, one needs to prepare the “rempah titek” spice blend - pound candlenuts (buah keras), toasted belachan, chilis and purple onions.
Sauté (“tumis”) the “rempah” in oil till fragrant.
Strain the shrimp stock and add to the pot. Bring to boil.
Add the shrimp-pork meatballs, salted fish and tofu. Bring to boil and simmer for 5 minutes.
Add Chinese parsley and scallions, and cook for a couple of minutes more.
My go-to Nyonya cookbook is by Mrs Lee Chin Koon, the mother of Singapore’s late Minister Mentor, Lee Kuan Yew. First published in 1974, I first used her “tauhu titek” recipe to cook this dish back in 1983, when I was still a student in Australia. Her cookbook was my life-saver back then.
Day 534 since Malaysia started its Movement Control Order (MCO) back in 18 March 2020.
Since a disconcerting number of people (Singaporean Peranakans, i.e. people from my own community, no less) mistook my 𝗧𝗮𝘂𝗵𝘂 𝗧𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗸 dish yesterday for 𝗣𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗧𝗮𝘂𝗵𝘂, I decided to cook the latter today, just to illustrate the differences.
𝗧𝗮𝘂𝗵𝘂 𝗧𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗸’s broth has a “rempah” spice mix, called “rempah titek” which consisted of chilis, candlenuts, shallots & belachan (fermented shrimp paste), plus salted fish. 𝗣𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗧𝗮𝘂𝗵𝘂’s broth, on the other hand, has “taucheo” (fermented soybean paste) & bamboo shoots. Very different taste profiles for the two broths.
𝗧𝗮𝘂𝗵𝘂 𝗧𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗸’s meatballs consisted of minced pork & shrimps, whereas 𝗣𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗧𝗮𝘂𝗵𝘂’s meatballs has minced pork, shrimps, crisp-fried garlic, minced “tau-kwa” (hard tofu) & egg, and are hence also lighter in texture, and larger in size.
To make the minced pork and shrimp meatballs, one also needed to add crisp-fried garlic, egg, minced tau-kwa (hard tofu, minced and liquid squeezed out) & chopped spring onions.
Prepare the broth from simmering pork-bones or chicken pieces. Add “taucheo” (fermented bean paste), julienned bamboo shoots and bring to a boil. Add meatballs and cook for about 5 minutes - meatballs will float to the surface once they are cooked.
Our meal also included take-out lunch-sets from Hainan Town restaurant at its new Jalan Kajang location. 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗞𝗮𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻, 𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗸 & 𝗷𝗶𝘂 𝗵𝘂 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿 𝗹𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝘁 𝗡𝗮𝘀𝗶 𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗸 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴 & 𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗺 𝗳𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗡𝗮𝘀𝗶 𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗺 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗺 𝗳𝗶𝘀𝗵
A KL friend who’s a serious gourmet once visited Madam Yew’s home-cum-workplace 2.5 years ago, and came away with an armful of her products. He gave me a packet of her special blend of curry powder, as a thank-you gesture for having recommended Madam Yew to him.
I forgot all about that packet of curry powder - until this morning, when I was plumbing the Stygian depths of my overstocked larder in search of an elusive pack of black pepper which a Bornean friend had sent to me last year. I couldn’t locate the black pepper, but decided to use the newly re-discovered Madam Yew’s curry powder to make a pork-and-potato curry for lunch.