It is 1.45 am and I am just back from work. Ten minutes back I dragged myself through the front door, said a cursory Hi to my husband (who was working on an office project with the recently-downloaded tracks of Mohenjo Daro playing on loop on his laptop), fished a glass of nimbu-paani from the refrigerator (no, not because Bangalore weather calls for nimbu paani – it so doesn’t – but because I was feeling a bit uneasy with all the food I had stuffed myself with at work). And here I am – sitting at my new work station with my laptop staring at me. As I rummage through my draft I can see posts that I had started more than a year back. Some have the recipe written hurriedly, others have a few lines scribbled, some are ready but photographs haven’t been edited whereas a couple of others say in instruction: Turned out good the first time. Now make again and shoot. Of course the “make again” bit never happened. And even if it did, the “shoot” part certainly didn’t. What really stands out in my draft right now is the 7-part travelogue to Italy that I had started way back in January. Half the year is gone and I am still stuck at 4. I really don’t know where time is going. Am I really pressed for time or am I sleeping too much? Am I really so much under the pump at work or that is an excuse I conveniently use to justify my erratic presence on blogosphere? The other day, a colleague told me, “You know, you should really make it a point to post something every Thursday.” (Thursday happens to be my day off from the newsroom). I said, “There was a time I’d post 3 recipes a week and still not get tired. Goodness knows what’s happening to me! Writer’s block, cook’s block, social media block… I guess it’s a heady combination of all three.”
But her words stayed with me and even though this Thursday my weekly off has been cancelled, I have still sat with my blog, staring at my pending posts and wondering which one to complete. It is Eid today (well, it’s already way past midnight) and talking about this Mutton Rezala seems only too fitting. I made this back in May for a few of P’s seniors who had come over for lunch. I was catering a 5-course meal to a group of six (excluding us) all by myself and that seemed a gargantuan task. More so, because the joint pains in my left hand had reached its peak and I had to run for physiotherapy everyday. I didn’t think I’d be able to manage, but I did. P was an exceptional sous chef though… chopping onions, blitzing cashews, cleaning up utensils after me. With my hand in such terrible shape, he even volunteered to cook the rezala provided I give him the instructions!
We had a gala time that day. The lazy afternoon chat rolled over into the evening and by the time the guests were gone, I had zero energy left in me. I think I fell asleep on the sofa itself! But even then, we don’t get a lot of opportunities to call people over because of our completely opposite work hours and working weekends (in my case), and gatherings like this come as a breath of fresh air.
And speaking of gatherings, what better way to jazz up your Eid feast by making this sinfully luscious Mutton Rezala and breaking bread together?
Mutton Rezala
PrintIngredients
- Mutton: 2 kg
- For marinade:
- Onions: 5
- Garlic: 15-16 cloves
- Ginger, grated: 1.5 tbsp
- Yoghurt: 200 ml
- Spice powder:
- Green cardamom: 20
- Black cardamom: 5
- Mace: 1 tbsp
- Cloves:10
- Black peppercoens: 1 tbsp
- For the gravy:
- Bay Leaf: 2-3
- Whole red chillies: 8-10
- Black peppercorn: 1 tbsp
- Green cardamom: 8-10
- Black cardamom: 2-3
- Cloves ~ 8-10
- Cinnamon stick ~ 2-3
- Onion, thinly sliced: 1
- Ginger Paste: 2 tsp
- Garlic Paste: 2 tsp
- Cashewnuts, soaked in water for 20-30 minutes, then drained and made into a paste: 5-6 tbsp
- Kewra Water: 1-2 tsp (depends on the intensity of whatever you're using)
- Milk: 200 ml
- Yoghurt: 200 ml
- Saffron, soaked in 2 tbsp of warm milk: a pinch (I skipped it as I couldn't find my saffron box at the last minute)
- Salt: to taste
- Sugar: 1 tbsp
- Ghee: 2 + 1 tbsp
METHOD
11. Serve hot with rumali/tandoori roti, biryani or even steamed rice.
Recipe inspired by Bong Mom’s CookBook
1 comment
Pritha,
Tell me about the busy life! Anyway, the rezala looks amazingly good, it's pretty much the same way I make it too. I love rezala, the week I make rezala we finish in 3 days.