One fine morning I decided to have Halwa. Let me confess I have a COD for all kind of sweets. Life is full of sour and bitter things, courtesy millions of anonymous factors that neither we are aware of nor we should bother about. Let Him do at least something apart from creating the world. :) One should eat sweet to stand out of all the bitterness.
Anyways, the point to ponder is Halwa. So that fine morning I had a obsession for eating Halwa. And I began. The deep fry pan was in place on the gas range. While the pan got heated, I poured a cup-ful of Rawa. It's a grainy version of the wheat floor. The next step was to keep tilting it with the spoon till it assumed a tad brownish hue. An out and out boring job. The taste however demandshard work. After say 3-4 minutes, when the Rawa started looking as desired, I added a spoon and half of Pure Ghee. Repeated the same tilting activity religiously for a minute more till the two items became a homogeneous mixture. Now came the real interesting moment. I had to add three items simultaneously. There I messed up with my memory. I wasn't sure which one to put before the other. However, being a force-trainedentrepreneur , I took a risk. To be precise, a calculated one. I poured water, the first. The quantity was commensurate to that of the amount of Rawa being taken. Then came gushing Milk straight from the Mother's Dairy. Suddenly the mass inside the pan sizzled and transmogrified into a semi-solid lump of mass. Of course, I was awed. A moment before it was a fine grainy thing that I could tread through with agility but now suddenly, it wasun-penetratable. Sugar! My inner echoed. Listening to my conscientiousness, as always (taught by my Master), I augmented the thing with a cup-ful of Sugar.
Immediately, the semi-solid mass gained fluid properties. I mean, it didn't become liquid, but it became more treadable. I kept on stirring the entire stuff for a while, in a way that the sugar is mixed properly aka homogeneously. By now, the smell of the Halwa had already getting exuded from the pan. Wow! it smelled just Muuaaah! After a while of the tilting session, I closed the gas. The jaw was dropping, needless to say.
The product was irresistible. So, the next step is but obvious. I ate it, voraciously.
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* Migrated from the erstwhile My Experiments as a Cook.
Anyways, the point to ponder is Halwa. So that fine morning I had a obsession for eating Halwa. And I began. The deep fry pan was in place on the gas range. While the pan got heated, I poured a cup-ful of Rawa. It's a grainy version of the wheat floor. The next step was to keep tilting it with the spoon till it assumed a tad brownish hue. An out and out boring job. The taste however demandshard work. After say 3-4 minutes, when the Rawa started looking as desired, I added a spoon and half of Pure Ghee. Repeated the same tilting activity religiously for a minute more till the two items became a homogeneous mixture. Now came the real interesting moment. I had to add three items simultaneously. There I messed up with my memory. I wasn't sure which one to put before the other. However, being a force-trainedentrepreneur , I took a risk. To be precise, a calculated one. I poured water, the first. The quantity was commensurate to that of the amount of Rawa being taken. Then came gushing Milk straight from the Mother's Dairy. Suddenly the mass inside the pan sizzled and transmogrified into a semi-solid lump of mass. Of course, I was awed. A moment before it was a fine grainy thing that I could tread through with agility but now suddenly, it wasun-penetratable. Sugar! My inner echoed. Listening to my conscientiousness, as always (taught by my Master), I augmented the thing with a cup-ful of Sugar.
Immediately, the semi-solid mass gained fluid properties. I mean, it didn't become liquid, but it became more treadable. I kept on stirring the entire stuff for a while, in a way that the sugar is mixed properly aka homogeneously. By now, the smell of the Halwa had already getting exuded from the pan. Wow! it smelled just Muuaaah! After a while of the tilting session, I closed the gas. The jaw was dropping, needless to say.
The product was irresistible. So, the next step is but obvious. I ate it, voraciously.
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* Migrated from the erstwhile My Experiments as a Cook.
2 comments:
I thought the halwa was for me
It's funny that you leave an anonymous comment, Mr. Jet. :P
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