The Furobiker

Nah i am not going to talk about the reality show with a similar name. We never talk about that stuff (link) here. :D This is my blog and I will be the Indian Masterchef for today. Waise, i never though in my life that i would enter the kitchen, leave alone cooking! I was born to change the world, make a time machine or something but look at me here, sitting in my teeny weeny apartment, i am cooking three square meals a day, and that too on a - what would have been hot and happening Saturday back in India!

These Europeans are strange people, they do not hire house-maids (kaam-waali-bai) for the most essential stuff like cooking, cleaning, washing clothes and stuff. And what you shouldn't hire - babysitters and nannies - these guys have loads of them!  (On a logical note, i guess its something to do with minimum wage rates and stuff, hence, the cost of a housemaid would easily exceed the cost of food n beer, so people make the obvious choice :D )

If you guys allow me to digress from the topic, i often start speaking crazy things, so coming back to the topic! I was the Indian MasterChef this saturday, and i am going to bore you with the description and pics. (I guess some of the email subscribers cant see the attached images, i am afraid you got to visit the blog to see them )

The day begun with a lazy feeling after the hindi movie marathon on Diwali eve, and i woke up at the usual-bachelor-weekend-waking-up-hour of 1pm! Being one of those who are always hungry, i had to do something to save my life! With a heavy heart and full sympathy towards myself, i inched towards the kitchen. All useless packed stuff loaded with preservatives! Phew. Then i remembered the jaadoo-ki-potli! There is a special pack, loaded with quick to make Indian stuff, i got from India. You know for the nostalgic foodie-pangs. I settled my eyes on my favorite breakfast - Pohe! Whack-a-doodle! and then add a cup of tea to make the complete Indian breakfast!

Pohe and Chai !!

Like most of you girls do on seeing a pink colored teddy bear - Oh my Gaaawd! Isnt it a cutiepieeee! Yeah, i did the same dance on seeing my Pohe! :D

As they say, sher ke muh khoon lag gaya tha. My mistake! I proudly declared to myself, if i can cook breakfast, then lunch is no big deal! I will never learn from my mistakes it seems! Like the atta-maida potluck party failure last week, something similar happened this time also! The variety of rice we get here, are damn fucking sticky! So what you are going to see in the next picture is actually fried rice, though it looks like a cake of rice!

Looks like fried Rice. Isn't it?

You know a man can reduce the amount of problems in his life to an absolute zero if he just removes two things from his life - Ego and Chicks! Well you have to be a gay to remove the second option but certainly we all should try for the first one. I learnt this piece of gyaan later at night! After the lunch time fried rice cake fiasco, i had to do a saving grace job! And what can be better than the national dish of punjab! The Butter Chicken!!! (Or in my case, The Kadhai Chicken)

I used my four years of job experience, basically searching stuff on Google.com , and found the easiest recipe to make The Kadhai Chicken! Cooking chicken is a real tough job, i realized it after i had started the process! Buying a KFC burger would have been a much better option! But touch-wood, the chicken i made, was fucking awesome!! The masala was on the higher side,  and the butter was floating, but then that is what makes an authentic Punjabi Dish! Please find attached the before and after pics for your perusal! (Damn you client emails, see i have started writing corporate email shit over here also! )

The Kadhai Chicken !

Kadhai Chicken and Rumali Roti were here 5 minutes back !!

Phew!! As they say, All is well that ends well!

PS: Mom - Dont be too happy reading this, i wont enter the kitchen after i come back to India, this is just for the survival you see. Oh unless you keep a knife on my throat...