That’s what I’ve made for dinner - an attempt to redeem myself in the aunt’s eyes in terms of specifically my fishy culinary skills. I think there should be a Mallu name for this dish, cos it tastes like something I’ve eaten in a restaurant (and just as good, though I say so myself) - but if there is, I’m not aware of it. It was orignially intended to be a plain fish curry. Then I added the tamarind - but it was waaaaaaaaaay too much. What to do? The choices were sugar, potato (supposed to absorb flavors and can then be chucked out; but I didn’t have any at home) or dessicated coconut. I opted for the coconut and voila - it turned Malabar! Hopefully this concoction with some wonderful basmati rice should do the trick.
Any which way, we’re off to Darjeeling and Peling tomorrow! Happy Diwali All!
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