I have a confession to make, I am really not kidding, seriously. Remember the short story I was writing... (if you don't know about it...you did not miss much, you can skip this part) I'm literally loosing sleep over the story. I have no idea what happens next and seriously, I am NO writer...I think that is my waterloo. Can we just pretend that I never wrote that story. I have not posted in the last two weeks and the reason is not because I have not curated content for the blog, I have had a writer's block, not now ....but ever since I have learnt to write. I should have never ever tried to write.... Phew ! I said it and it feels so much better. So, can we just move on, till I get a bright idea and continue with the story. For now, it's causing me stress :(
Well my dear husband told me or rather warned me, but I love to rebel...
Social Media was buzzing with posts on woman's day (yesterday). Do we have to really prove how strong we are... What really is the point of woman's day ?
I'm sure there is a bigger picture, maybe I don't see it.
I feel quite strongly about how woman are looked at in our generation. If only woman could respect each other for who they are. Society and its stereotypes never fails to amaze me.. why is it such a big deal what we woman wear... I want to flaunt my body the way I want. Tight jeans, sexy sari or a covered up look... it is my life. As a woman I don't care what you perceive of me, all I care about is being true to myself. I wish women were less critical of each other.
If only, we as mothers, daughters, wives, sisters & friends could open up our minds to recognize the essence of a woman and not her dressing style... a small step but a big leap on how woman are treated. Showing your body or covering up is a personal choice ... having a skinny waist or not is also a personal choice.
I wish we could raise our children with pride and confidence, to respect each other. Not tell our sons that they don't need to help out in the kitchen as mom is there to do it for them or tell our daughters not to worry about oil change. Life skills are not gender specific. If at the age of 18 you can't make yourself a cup of coffee, no matter what gender you are .... you need intervention..
A woman is a source of strength in Hinduism called a 'devi' (Goddess) don't judge her with a shabby yardstick on how she looks, or how domesticated she is. That's not who a woman is. She's the future, for in her womb is the seed to the next generation.
Coming back to the burgers... spicy, tangy and a bit sloppy..just how a burger should be. Enjoy !!
Easy Indian Masala Burgers
- 1 1/2 cup mashed potatoes
- 1 1/2 cups boiled chickpeas
- 2 tbsp. garam masala
- 1 tbsp. red chili powder
- 1 tsp. chaat masala
- 2 tbsp. sesame seed
- 1tbsp peanut powder
- 3 cloves garlic
- 1 tbsp. ginger grated
- 2 green chilies finely chopped
- some cilantro finely chopped
- 2 tbsp. oatmeal
- 3/4 cup bread crumbs
- salt to taste
- oil to shallow fry
For the burger
- 4 burger buns
- 1 medium tomato deseeded and sliced
- 1 small red onion sliced
- lettuce of choice
- purple cabbage
- 1 tsp. lime juice
For the mayo-sauce
- 1 cup mayonnaise
- 1 tsp. garam masala
- 1 tsp. shriracha sauce
Mix the mayo and keep aside.
Dunk red chutney
- 1 tomato (remove skin)
- 2 garlic cloves
- 2 tsp. red chili powder
- few cilantro/coriander leaves or mint leaves
- 2 tsp. emli/tamarind juice
- 1 tbsp. sugar
- salt to taste
Takes ,makes 4 burgers (medium size).
- Mash the potatoes, add all the ingredients, except bread crumbs.
- Heat oil in pan to shallow fry. lower the heat to medium-low.
- Form patties
- Dunk them in breadcrumbs so they are evenly coated.
- Shallow fry on medium-low heat, till crispy brown on the outside.
- Toss the purple cabbage with little garam masala, lime juice and salt.
- Take Burger buns and warm them, add lettuce, red tomatoes, onion, generous helping of masala-mayo, patties and spiced purple cabbage and red chutney.
- Serve with chips, dunk it in chutney and enjoy.