Ever since I moved to Pune I have been longing for good Punjabi food. And trust me I have not yet found a place which can quench my desire.
There are many places I have tried, but they are all okay but not what is expected and no where near actual Punjabi taste. And the last time when I ate good butter chicken was when i went home, and the first thing i did was rush to Pal's Dhaba directly from the airport. Now you can imagine my love for it.
All these years i couldn't understand one thing, whats this connection of Maharashtra with sweet butter chicken?? The first time when I ordered butter chicken here, I returned it and said its not butter chicken, you have mistakenly served me the wrong dish. :/
I grew up eating butter chicken (stop guessing my weight...!!). For me butter chicken is equivalent to God's special gift to mankind. Those delicate, tender pieces in rich creamy gravy, a perfect blend of spices, neither too spicy, nor bland. Creamy silky rose gold curry ,that aroma of cardamom and ginger julienne just heavenly.
How can I tolerate somebody messing with it?? Specially when its balance is ruined by loading sugar?? Tell me how??
"Sala, kehne bnaya eh mitha butter chicken??"
Nobody has this answer....
My Dad says, the food culture changes with change in climatic conditions and natural resources of a place. Earlier people didn't get enough food through out the year like we do. For them food was connected with health and hunger, not like today when taste is what's most important. According to him, we don't eat food merely because of hunger, but as a pleasure. We indulge ourselves in taste unlike older people who ate to sustain.
He says the taste of food here and way of preparation is also connected with sustainability in such climate and water.
May be he's right. May be that's the reason...
But my search for the original Punjabi taste in Pune is still on....
There are many places I have tried, but they are all okay but not what is expected and no where near actual Punjabi taste. And the last time when I ate good butter chicken was when i went home, and the first thing i did was rush to Pal's Dhaba directly from the airport. Now you can imagine my love for it.
All these years i couldn't understand one thing, whats this connection of Maharashtra with sweet butter chicken?? The first time when I ordered butter chicken here, I returned it and said its not butter chicken, you have mistakenly served me the wrong dish. :/
I grew up eating butter chicken (stop guessing my weight...!!). For me butter chicken is equivalent to God's special gift to mankind. Those delicate, tender pieces in rich creamy gravy, a perfect blend of spices, neither too spicy, nor bland. Creamy silky rose gold curry ,that aroma of cardamom and ginger julienne just heavenly.
How can I tolerate somebody messing with it?? Specially when its balance is ruined by loading sugar?? Tell me how??
"Sala, kehne bnaya eh mitha butter chicken??"
Nobody has this answer....
My Dad says, the food culture changes with change in climatic conditions and natural resources of a place. Earlier people didn't get enough food through out the year like we do. For them food was connected with health and hunger, not like today when taste is what's most important. According to him, we don't eat food merely because of hunger, but as a pleasure. We indulge ourselves in taste unlike older people who ate to sustain.
He says the taste of food here and way of preparation is also connected with sustainability in such climate and water.
May be he's right. May be that's the reason...
But my search for the original Punjabi taste in Pune is still on....
The way you described butter chicken is mouth watering :D
ReplyDeleteand yeah Pal's Dhaba in Chandigarh serves awesome butter chicken
Thanks a lot Himanshu.. :)
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