Mmm…mushroom pulao

I first came across morels in Kashmir when my parents were stationed there. Having grown up eating a variety of wild mushrooms in Coorg, this was an entirely new and exciting find. With their deeply wrinkled and pointed caps they looked to me more like some sea sponges, or coral plucked from a reef, than any mushroom I’d  ever seen.

We were fortunate to have the most wonderful Kashmiri cook through whom I was first introduced to the marvels of Kashmiri cuisine. He cooked these gucchi, as they’re known there, into a delicately seasoned pulao, full of meaty chunks of the mushroom. He used dried morels, mutton stock, and rice seasoned with the black cumin commonly used in Kashmiri cooking. Also known as kala zeera* or shah jeera, it lends a subtle peppery, smoky quality to foods and is quite the perfect complement to mushrooms.

Morels can be a pretty expensive indulgence, even when they are in season here in Vancouver, but many varieties of excellent mushrooms are available throughout the year. And if you dry them, even the most seemingly dull mushrooms acquire exciting new depths of flavour. With the wonderful wild mushrooms the Coorg monsoon throws up, perhaps this is just the time for some mushroom pulao!

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Fried nuuputtu: a great first serve with a crisp return

Leftovers? You love them, you hate them!

Sometimes it’s all about those pesky little containers of dribs and drabs cluttering the fridge. Should they stay or should they  go? If there are more substantial leftovers, there’s the question of how many more times you can bring them to the table without facing a rebellion. Can they be frozen to provide welcome relief from cooking on a tiresome day, or as a “go to” for a quick snack? Is there room in the freezer? It goes on.

Then, there are some dishes that go so smoothly from superb first serve to an excellent, crisp return. (Yes, Wimbledon just ended a few days ago!) You gladly welcome anything that remains uneaten. Take the last lonesome nuuputtu, for instance.

When I think of nuuputtu, it’s not always an image of soft, steamed heaps of long, delicate rice noodles that comes to mind. Among many favourite snacks my grandmother rustled up at tea time, was a treat made from nuuputtu at the other end of the spectrum – sun dried, broken into short lengths, then deep fried to crackling crispness and eaten with grated coconut and sugar.

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